We are empty souls
Heaving
Breathing
Believing
That something better exists
If not on this earth
Then in our hearts
Clawing our skin
Trying to get in
To release
This beauty we hold inside ourselves
It’s there
Isn’t it?
A fresh start, a new day
All that stands between
Is a flimsy piece of skin
Withholding all our sins
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
his hands
soft with a light touch
dancing across me
with a purpose
all of my thoughts disappear
its just him and i
nothing else matters
but his hands
brown and smooth
weightless against me
gliding everywhere
swimming through my skin
in
and
out
gentle with determination
with the lights down
and everyone so close
eyes shut and whispers
dangerous passion
nothing matters
except his hands
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 1:38 PM UTC
You know those nights that everything goes wrong
When the break of daylight seems to move on
When you speak words that destroy another
And feel like a child that lost her mother
You ******* the world over, and it's him you miss
But now your scared, those lips you won't kiss
He stole your heart from the very first day
Now in his heart shows where your future lays
Your mind is complicated and confused
Because you were his girl, his muse
But you hurt him with a stupid reason
Now time won't pass another season
It's time to wait, feeling like your in his choke
While he thinks about those words you spoke
You were up all night, no sleep just tears
It's exactly this thing that you feared
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 1:18 AM UTC
Alone
But everyones laughing
Enjoying life
While I'm staring from what feels like the outside
Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 5:14 AM UTC
Give me a reason
to believe in
something.
Anything at all.
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 9:28 AM UTC
I feel like
A superhero
Even though
I haven't done much
I have
The superpower of invisibility
I help others
By disappearing
From their lives
Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 2:38 AM UTC
My nervous system
It is too nervous to feel
Anything at all
Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 1:20 AM UTC
The tubes to my lungs are closing
Its like
A noose
Tied around my vocal chords
And inside my blood.
Its suffocating
All the words
And air
From escaping
My heart.
Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 1:18 AM UTC
for life is a jungle
and to live
we should wish with
unknown definitions
and see in color
with invisible ink.
because
to be a bird
is to not follow
where another desires
but to take another
under your wing
when reality looks
bad.
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 12:53 AM UTC
