and suddenly
everything i wanted for you
comes true
but in the process
i gave up me
and now you have you
so there you are
you're happy, strong, independent.
but who am i now
after giving it all up for you
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC
I’m sick of myself
Disgusted
Feels like the floors slanted
My heads light
Symptoms of what I assume
proceed passing out
I wish I would pass out
A brief break from my own suffering
Self created of course
Is there any other kind?
So I feel more sick
cause not only am I self deprecating.
I know I am self deprecating.
Isn’t this the definition of stupid
Or insane?
Or something that I should change immediately.
What do you call lessons that go unlearned?
Mistakes? Regrets?
Cause I have a lot.
Yet to know they hold the value of lessons
Lessons I thought I learned
Yet I still look back on them
with a shame so thick
I leave a trail wherever I go
So everyone points and says
“She did it”
Cause how could I not
Surely the snail left the trail
Yet I have no home on my back
Snail shells are beautiful
But without them we’re just slugs
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
we break our hearts
at the possibility of our hearts breaking
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:21 AM UTC
they say true love is unconditional.
so who's lying
them or you?
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
Sunlight seeping,
Nobody creeping.
Death fleeing,
Eternity seeking.
Night dying,
Angels flying,
No more crying,
Only trying.
Graves uprooted,
Souls resurrected.
Love is diluted,
All are affected.
Life is through dreams,
Feelings are precious.
All the same teams,
No games are ended.
Smiles are normal,
Crying is lost.
Tears only fall,
When all pain is gone.
Appearance is nothing,
Words are priceless.
Everyone’s blushing,
Regardless of likeness.
Hearts are revealed,
Joy is discovered.
Hate is now sealed,
Love is recovered.
Peace is ever-present,
Wars have deceased.
No fights to prevent,
Loss is decreased.
Time has lost control,
Clocks are disposed.
Reaching for goals,
Lengths aren’t proposed.
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
Isn't this strange?
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Your fingers glide over my expansive flesh
Raising goosebumps where they left
Doesn't this feel good? You say,
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Yes it does, I whisper
As we try to wrap our bodies closer
You cling to me
Two strangers touching strangers skin
We breathe together, gazes locked
I love yous should be on our lips
But we only just met
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Perhaps we simulate the stranger,
The one we wish we were really with
Your skin is a glow in warm yellow light
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Careful of the romantics of your body in candlight
After all, we were strangers at the beginning of the night.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
all this time i've been looking to be whole,
instead of being one with my emptiness
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 12:17 AM UTC
kiss away my loneliness
**** on my sadness with your lips
use your hands to stroke my desperation
and don't leave me till the sun comes up
when I can see everything
and see it's not so bad
but when the cold winter night falls
and loneliness creeps in with the chills
come to me
come in me
make me feel like i'm bigger than the minuscule
ant i am
make me feel warmer by breathing your light into me
make me forget that the dark has its secrets, just
until the bed is white washed in a frost bitten morning
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 10:31 AM UTC