He treats her like a cigarette
lights her up like a flame,
watches her burn slowly
and easily ignores the ashes that fall.
Every time he lets out some steam,
her flame is no longer so bright.
Three minutes later.
He crushes the cigarette with his heel,
puts out the girls flame that was burning so bright.
He was't in the mood anymore
left her all alone and burned,
he had moved onto another cigarette.
He smokes a pack a day.
Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
one day I want to travel to the moon
carve our names in the crevasses
because a tree isn't enough
to express my love for you.
Sometimes I want to travel to london
and lock our names on a love bridge
because a fence at school
just isn't enough
to express my love for you.
Sometimes I want to write poems
on your fire hot skin
with my red burning lips
because my words just aren't enough
to express my love for you.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 8:27 PM UTC
My Beloved Fire:
Head full of kindling,
heart's holding the light
Ready to burn through the darkness of night.
The furnace you fuel
with passion and life,
can spend awfully fast
and quickly ignite
the gasoline
in your viens;
charring bones,
scalding flesh
and Lord, that wax skin's already
starting to drip.
Oxygen properly feeds a flame.
Don't forget
to breathe.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
My Beloved Air:
Lovely,
delicate,
fingertips
saturated with ink.
It seeps from your lips
from your pores,
painting stories
on your paper thin skin.
Such beautiful ideas in your head but,
you hold your words
in the hands of a child;
benevolent, yet careless.
Remember that
a strangers heart
is their book, not yours.
Ink stains rarely
wash out.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC
My beloved Water:
Teardrops ripple in the oceans
of your collar bones.
Can you breathe underwater?
A driftwood cage may
keep sorrow at bay
but love,
it cannot contain
the sea.
It's time to break your own bones,
rip open your ribs.
That heart has been drowning
for far too long.
Let it be light;
The sky still needs
the moon..
To survive.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:43 PM UTC
My beloved earth:
You built up walls
to keep others out,
or yourself in?
This garden has gone unseen
for long enough.
Lungs rich with soil,
riddled with roots,
They creep up your throat
and spill from your lips,
so every exhale is reminiscent
of sweet spring.
Just be mindful of each
breath and your speech,
There is beauty
in a mouth
full of roses,
but danger
in a tongue
made of thorns.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:39 PM UTC
There was so many things I wanted to say
So many things that got caught up in my throat
I almost thought I swallowed my jaw breaker
And forgot that you were simply just a heart breaker.
I didn’t think it would be that easy
For you to walk out the door
Next thing you know I was driving to somewhere
Where ever it was, I didn’t really care.
A drive to get my mind off of you
Everything you did and didn’t do.
There was so many things you said
It made it easy to put my head to bed,
Now here I am staring at my ceiling fan
Wishing you had taken a minute to give a ****
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 4:23 PM UTC
I don't want to be
the person you miss
at 3AM
I want to be the person
you miss
at 3PM
when you're busy and
you just want an
escape.
I want to be what
you think of
when you need room to
breathe.
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Capricorn:
Maybe those ghosts
that you’ve been trying so desperately
to keep locked inside your closet
and gagged with old t-shirts,
are truly trying to help you
instead of hurt you once more,
and it’s finally time to sit up and listen,
because they know you
and they know how to help.
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
WHEN YOU SEE THE GOOD IN SOMEONE
YOU DON'T GIVE UP ON THEM,
AND MAYBE
THATS WHY I NEVER
GAVE UP ON YOU
EVEN THOUGH YOU WERE
THE BEAST THAT BROKE ME.
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC