That smirk when,
When he's looking at someone else
But he doesn't know you know
So you look at him and smile
Because what else can you do?
And he looks back
And says, "what?"
But fails to even notice the salty tear running down your cheek as you lie-
"nothing I'm okay"
Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 12:14 AM UTC
I remember the times when we used to laugh
at any little thing
There was no tension, no silence
No feelings of emptiness
I remember the times when we used to smile
at any little thing
at each other, while the sun rays beat off our youthful faces
Not a worry in the world
I remember the times when we used to talk
about any little thing
all of the time
with no silences creating a barrier between us
I remember the times when we used to hold hands
for no reason at all
Your fingers wrapped gently around my delicate hands
firm and protective, strong like you were never going to let go
I remember the times when we used to kiss
passionately and longingly
Our lips intertwined
puckering for more
But mostly I remember the times when we used to love
unconditionally
undoubtedly
wholeheartedly
Like no one else in the world mattered.
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 7:28 PM UTC
we never change
we just get better at hiding our ways.
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
I want to carry you,
Pick you up when you are down, beaten to the ground
With nothing left in you but rage, sorrow, and pain.
I want to wrap you in my arms,
Wrap you so tight,
Squeeze this melancholy out of our lives.
I want to tell you, “It’s okay”
Even though I know it’s not.
But I can’t utter these words,
They will not roll off my tongue and through my dry, cracked lips.
They are stuck, lodged, deep in my throat.
Choking me.
Failing me.
And even worse--failing you.
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 7:41 PM UTC
This is the end
to every moment,
to all beauty caressed in curse,
to pureness soaked in effortless rain.
Here's to the future we rode upon,
to the emptiness of love we all tie ourselves to.
And I cry,
Hoping to God it means something.
It does not.
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 11:34 PM UTC
The flower
Growing in front of my eyes
Astounds me
With its beauty
The petals
White as the moon
On a starless night
With the edges
Stained with a red
As dark and rich as wine
The center
A yellow
Like the sun
Hanging over a warm summer day
The flower
Stands on my lawn
As the only thing
That’s living
Its exuberant color
Bursting forth
Through the dried grass
And the graying soil
I have no idea
Where this flower came from
The fact that
The ground around it
Is caked in as normal
And seems as though
It hasn’t been overturned
In days
I think this flower
Has just appeared
Or really has always been there
Just now that I recognize
Its beauty
I feel the petals
Through my finger tips
And slowly moving
My palm onto
The main part of it
The petals
Feel like satin
Mixed with the soft skin
Of a baby
I let go of the petal
And walk into my house
From my window
As I awake
I noticed that it had snowed
And at first I am happy
But then I remember
My flower
And I arise from my bed
And run outside
The flower
Has disappeared under the cover
Of the snow
I go to where
My mighty flower
Once stood and I start to dig
To get the flower out
Hoping that no harm
Has befallen
My botanical beauty
I reach the flower
And see that it has
Wilted under
The weight of the snow
My flower
The one that
I had found
Breaking through the dullness
Has gone away
Because of the weight
Of a natural occurrence
And so I sit here
Where it once stood
And I wonder if I will ever see it again
But then I put the snow back
Into place
And I think
That the flower will return
Only this time
More beautiful than ever
Having conquered the snow
And the weight of the world
So I walk into my house
And lay back down
Thinking of the beautiful flower
That would come back to me
Sooner or later
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
You are the spark inside of me,
Lit up so vibrant and bright.
Shining through for all to see,
More beautiful than the morning light.
You dance through my mind,
Leaving images of your face behind.
Your words circulate through my head,
Every little spoken word you have said.
And each night before sleep,
I think about you, dream about you
And my heart repeatedly leaps.
You’ve made me ecstatic,
In just the few kisses that we’ve shared.
But the way you talk to me, the way you look at me,
I can see you really care.
I cannot begin to explain such a feeling,
This endless bliss,
Oh, how I always wish I could stay for one more kiss.
And if one day you were to depart,
The flame would extinguish and no longer burn in my heart.
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
If you stop expecting things
Life
suddenly
becomes a whole lot
easier
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
You found me
Lying in a corner
Cold and crying
Love etched into my arms
You found me
Broken on the inside
Scared and Scarred
My soul corrupted
You found me
At rock bottom
Waiting for that bus to come
Even though I knew
Whenever I got close
The bus will drive away
You found me
And you were the glove
I inflated
To float out of rock bottom
And back to my home
Back to the normality
I craved
I found you
When you had stopped caring
For those around you
When you had given up
I found you
When you had become indifferent
Stoic and cold
Hate written on your forehead
With invisible ink that everyone could see
You shouldn’t have cared
When you saw me lying in that alley
You should have kept on walking
Because you shouldn’t have cared
But something in my sick smile
Of pain and sadness
Made your heart twitch
And caused you to walk into
The darkness
And pull me towards the light
You shouldn’t have cared
When you saw the scars
On my arms and chest
But something about me, you said
Made you human again
You found me
Crying in an alley
Ready to die
I found you
Walking around on the street
In a husk of who you used to be
Yet through
Our mutual sadness
Happiness grew
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC