I saw the sun set
It made me want to live
I saw the sun rise
It made me want to die
Laid flat on the floor, I am two ply
I am here with you, but most of me's a bird's eye
Detached from my bones 'til I see you cry
Please, I beg, please, get me untied
Mar 7, 2013
Mar 7, 2013 at 8:01 PM UTC
Cryptic dog
Haunted by goats A conscious plant
A mid-life crisis
My face is crushed with a foot print
I'm afraid to leave the room
I got two dollars and a breath mint
no flowers bloom
I don't know why I'm sweating
But I can't breathe
I am a dog that needs petting
but I get beat
I am too lazy to get up
I'm skin and bone
there is a light in the attic
but no one's home
Life hurts
My heart is broke
Life hurts
Until you croak
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 2:48 AM UTC
I am deeply sorry
For every heart I ever broke
Every person in the punchline of my ****** joke
Every time I blamed my **** brain
Every time I spoke
Every time I hid away
And every time I choked
Love is a sick dog
Love is a bed of nails
Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 1:36 PM UTC
Lifting my head
My brains feel like lead
I don't want to die
I just want to be dead
I won't sleep,
I'll just lay here and writhe
I don't want to die
I'd rather not be alive
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC
((There is so much))
I feel like a flame in a freezer
((I want to touch))
Hurry, hurry, she's a bleeder
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:52 PM UTC
I got goosebumbs on my shoulders
Dont gradate, you better smoulder
I said “I’ll tell you when you’re older”
Tie your noose with a game controller
Eat my shorts when it gets colder
Pebble, pebble, broken boulder
She says “I hate your face,” you hold her
Got a sweet tooth, hollow molar
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:49 PM UTC
I turn to stone every now and then,
Chip away, I won't know.
There's this dead end
When I'm sitting in my bed at four in the morning,
Like Medusa sitting on my night stand.
I am alone every now and then,
If I stay, I won't grow.
There's this dead friend.
There are years that have passed, but we're still mourning,
Like three meals and a bed pan.
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:43 PM UTC
Easily offended, easily defined
Its so hard to keep time,
When the metronome's a spine
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:36 PM UTC
I am a freeloader
I am a sack of meat
I am a paper cut
I am a lonely fish
I am a scratch-less compact disc
I am a broken ****
I am a string-less guitar
I am discovering
I am jealousy and rage
I am wrapping paper
I am a toilet bowl
I am a little black book
I am a ****** band
I am unenthused
I am not you
I am a heart on a stick
I am ten toes and a back ache
I am a **** tattoo
I am a bottle of glue
I am so bored
I am not worthy
I am so long and good night
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
To do:
write poems on her skin
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I don’t know nothin’ ‘bout the world
I got a smoothie and a girl
on my lap, can’t breathe out my nose
and I don’t want to change my clothes
I’m a stupid piece of ****
but don’t get hit
by cars on purpose
trying to get to bed on time has me up all night
Its not mine, I didn’t make it
So much time, I didn’t take it
I’m lost and i had to eat my map
You’re the boss, and if I- if I snap,
hold my hand, then take me back
got my head inside this sack
I looked at the clock and felt present in what it showed me
I was alive at 3:10 am
Still alive at 3:11
So self aware it hurts
I know nothing
and I’m older now
I’m a pebble
in a boulder town
“You better hurry up, you’ll miss the sacrifice”
Wrinkles in my brains
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:03 PM UTC