fall feels like our expired summer
leaves would burst with green as i drove to your house
the sun rays would beat down on us
now the leaves have turned sour, they wither and fall
the sun rays barely make it through the clouds
they warm my cheeks for a dull moment
i miss you
Sep 25, 2022
Sep 25, 2022 at 5:47 PM UTC
the thought of you
it weighs heavy the further we drift
i've done well to ignore it
yesterday i walked home without headphones
i notice the group in front
my eyes wander to the tall red headed boy
his face is chubby and his hair bounces with his step
he is shy and walks kind of like you did
if i could remember
though i know you're back home
and you've long lost your baby weight
somehow i can't help but quicken my step
he stays in eye sight as we walk through the park
maybe tonight, i'll let my mind indulge for a second more
Sep 25, 2022
Sep 25, 2022 at 5:31 PM UTC
you went away, your playlist did not
without you, it comforted me in the night
2 days it took you to pick these songs
i hold them close in fear that they might slip away too
2 days changed the next 2 years without you
analyzing every song, hearing your voice through their's
each artist's discography unlocked a new part of you to discover
the lengths i go to feel connected to him
grasping at straws
a one-sided closeness created by music
he showed me all of my favourite artists
how do i rid myself of the one that lingers in each verse
haunting the chorus of every song
he is music
why did i put myself here
how did i let it get this bad
i never even knew him
Sep 25, 2022
Sep 25, 2022 at 5:21 PM UTC
carving you out in a hollow hallway
eyes glisten until I run dry
I will rid myself of you if it means
I must carve you out myself
with a bent and broken Swiss Army knife
I will spare you no mercy when I rip you piece by piece out through my mouth and into my eyes
And I will stop at nothing until you are gone
And I am the shell of who I once was
Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 11:52 PM UTC
in the cut in his high
i find my minor chord
that transitional backdrop
to renew a world filled with dust and broken glass
a small broom sitting crookedly in a crowded corner
an invitation burned at the sides
and an apology in a glistened paper package
he's leaving again
and i've been wondering the fatality of soiling and regrowth
seems i've lost count but never faith or burning sweetness
don't know what brought me here, familiarity and ringing echos
is it a chain or written in stone
Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 2:15 PM UTC
my spine is scraped, held together for too long
his step is languid, and flows with the air
fall
fall
another day another crack
tile bruises my elbows
fall
it's been three months
his breath runs my
spine
crunching of orange and red leaves
fall
i can't stop thinking of summer
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 2:36 PM UTC
He's gotten used to my crying
Folds my gloves
Entertains my hand
Nothing to offer but a fading persona
White emblems to remind me
I'll lose my right to be alone
Every day worn down by the next
Pushing pushing
What will I set aside?
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC
A hollow pit sits in my stomach
I've never felt this before
Medication
Will anything smear this hardship
Smile smile smile
Pretend it's okay
I swear I'm okay
Break down as soon as you get home
Your parents are fast asleep it's okay to cry
Warm water can't replace the feel of your touch
Pat dry but the towel is stained red
38 hours I can barely eat
Puking, headaches, cracking bones
When will this end
Red, all I see is red
Shaking fists are begging me to let them loose
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 3:58 PM UTC
each word you speak
i will craft into a chorus of endearment
a filled orchestra made just for you
crooning to the sound of your heart
i will write hours upon end
witlessly trying to convey my fondness
scartching paper
breaking pens
nothing could compare
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 8:22 PM UTC
you remind me of nature
stories yet to be discovered
buried deep in your roots
a silhouette of simplicity
harmony at last
let the day's sorrow
drift into the wind
lose yourself in the field
of sweet smelling solitude
here is where you are strongest
tall as a 100 year old tree
strong as the solid rocks below
powerful as the tides that draw me in
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC