i'd never forgotten your idyllic eyes
or that brazen gaze
i used to look both ways
to leap in front of your down days
i'd never forgotten your laugh
or that feeling of home
that knowing i'd never have to feel alone
my heart rests firmly on my sleeve
but that outfit's always been reserved for you
i'm glad i never grew out of it
Mar 7, 2022
Mar 7, 2022 at 1:21 AM UTC
calloused souls
idle hearts
sewed together but worlds apart
love endures
forever yours
Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 1:57 PM UTC
you're everything
perfectly odd
righteously wrong
you've got heaven in your eyes and hell on your tongue
Feb 7, 2022
Feb 7, 2022 at 9:07 PM UTC
you read your books
to keep the hope alive
that you'll survive
sneak on past the diatribe
your coat is crusted with critiques
words you've heard
sleeves scorched by stricture
distorted scripture
thread these lines through your hair
bathe your soul in self-help
literary showers
get empowered
rinse
repeat
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 8:55 PM UTC
there are stains behind these eyes
blot the skies
dot the i's
have i finally realized
pointing at my own reflection
aimed affection
i've changed my cadence
left the latence
my past and present act as remnants
an artifact
a beautiful reminder when i look back
coming together
Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 9:37 PM UTC
there are stains behind these eyes
blot the skies
dot the i's
have i constructed my own demise
pointing at my own reflection
aimed abjection
i've changed my cadence
lived in latence
my past and present act as remnants
an artifact
a stark reminder of what i lacked
coming undone
Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 9:37 PM UTC
i check out my reflection
red eye, edit that
find a filter to cut out the fat
moments measured by mentions
i pin down the acne
please "at me"
index my life with my index finger
eyes linger
losing sanity to vanity
i sculpt this life
so you can indulge
and i can
divulge
that today
i'm doing
okay
i check out my reflection
feed me some reception
Dec 20, 2021
Dec 20, 2021 at 8:49 PM UTC
my heart bleeds more ink
than it ever did while loving you
Dec 10, 2021
Dec 10, 2021 at 12:04 PM UTC
those busy boy days
where we roamed hallways
dropped cash on comics we didn't need
stocked the shelves full of books and dvd's
it's easy to call those the good old days
when life grinds and halts and closes pathways
we sit in steam rooms of sentimentality
breathe nostalgia through our nostrils
there's beauty in the memories
but life's greatest gift is we never stop creating them
Dec 8, 2021
Dec 8, 2021 at 9:33 PM UTC
why is there pressure behind these eyes
the darkness wraps it's malevolent mitts around my throat
sanity lacking sentience
how do i control the chaos?
it's hard to breathe at the bottom of the ocean
cuticles cracking
torso thrashing
i'm sinking while swimming
screaming while grinning
dreaming of sinning or of new beginnings
nightly narcotic
forever aphotic
Dec 8, 2021
Dec 8, 2021 at 9:13 PM UTC