"Don't do drugs"
Everyone always says
They're addictive
Self-harming,
Cruel in every way.
I pledged to be drug-free
Since my pig-tail days.
But then you crashed into my life
And blew everything away.
My worst addiction
Was the sweetness of your lips
My favorite destruction
Written in your fingertips
My worst obsession
The deep color of your eyes
My favorite drug
In your sweet little lies.*
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 5:02 AM UTC
Bored in class
Smoked half my pack
I keep getting up for a snack
The days hot
I got a cold , nose full of snot
All I wanna do is bike
Nah man **** a hike
Give me a joint
Then I'll tell u my point
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 10:30 AM UTC
Wait for the drop.........
And go.
Just stop fighting it so hard,
the underwater after dark river
you love so much.
A part of you knew that
this is where you'd be carried
if even half-heartedly
those years ago
when you tempted fate first.
You're afraid to admit
afraid to accept
how much you love it
when you can let go.
How long have you been hunting
for an answer?
How long have you been hunted by
the answer you really want?
You must know by now
you'll never break the walls
of one you name equal;
you can't even break your own.
There is no way to walk the
road you chose without
becoming someone else;
you cannot traverse the abyss
between yourself and others
and yet remain inviolate;
you can't see without being seen.
You cannot touch,
without being touched.
You cannot love,
without being broken.
So then you can't go back
but you're afraid to go forward
staying in between is worse
since stagnation means death
what do you do?
You already know.
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 5:47 AM UTC
She was the girl
with a broken heart
full of stitches that sputtered
and spat and beat on
despite the pain of being
and her smile
still had the charm and beauty
that could make anyone
belive in love
and she was the kind of person
he wanted to waste his time with
but he had run out of time to waste
and he couldn't remember
if he had meet her in a dream
or a conversation he had
while lost in his imagination
and it was all just the same
because he knew
he wasn't made to be real
anywhere outside
the world of crumpled paper
and lost pages
stained with blood
and ink sputtering
from his heart
that despite being dead
could still find a reason
to beat when lost
under the beauty
of the charm
of her smile
and it could have been love
in the imagination
of his dreams
or it could have been real
in the dreams
of his imagination
but it wasn't the time
or the place
so he slowly faded away
while imagining
what a dream it would be
to fall for the girl
with her broken heart
and they could
sputter and waste and love
and get lost in conversation
of dreams and imagination
Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 2:42 PM UTC
tell me
talk to me
ask
don't be afraid to
just
ugh
tell me what's wrong
and
woman.
the.
****
up.
Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 7:13 PM UTC
For though my heart was forged with fire
It had become harder than ice
Yet your flame was so strong
And so stubborn at that
It melted every part of me
Over and over again...
The warrior I pretended to be
Melted in a pool of your love
As vulnerable as I became
to give you my heart
I beg you please
don't shatter it again
Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 8:23 PM UTC
It's amazing what you find when you're looking
It's astounding what you see when you're not
And what you see when you're looking at me
Is nothing you've never seen before.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 12:02 PM UTC
As long as I'm awake
It's just a dream.
A bad dream that
I can wake up from.
As long as I'm awake
None of this happened
And I can wake up
In the world I once lived in.
Paradoxically,
If I sleep
It all becomes real.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 11:59 AM UTC
so far I've realized,
that at the end of the day,
you're the one
who makes me happy.
I hope one day,
you realize that too.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 11:28 AM UTC