stop being practical
and stop being scared
start being passionate
and start being bare
cease this monotony
this tired old dance
spare us the waiting
now is your chance
i'm done with the careful
i'm done with the sad
but i'm not done with you
(and that makes me mad)
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC
entertaining the
memories of the old us -
the saddest happy
Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 2:18 AM UTC
you're sneaky, i'll give you that.
just when i wasn't looking
YOU
snuck into my ribcage
infiltrated the walls of cartilage
(and distrust)
and you stole it.
ripped it from the tangles of veins (and anger) and arteries (and fear)
and left me with nothing but hollow awe.
it's fine, you keep it.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
welcome me into the innermost workings of your mind
share with me those ghosts you protect
as if i too knew them,
for i think i might.
pour it on me.
go on.
let your mysteries submerge us both.
i want to get closer.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 12:22 AM UTC
YOU
set my cheeks ablaze
YOU
a moth to flame
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 9:39 PM UTC
sometimes i believe that i hate you.
usually, i don't.
because i don't.
i wish i despised you.
i wish i could honestly say i haven't thought of you
that the whisper of your memory didn't pervade my mind
and drown out that propaganda
i wish there was more about you that bothered me
i wish i didn't remember your gentle touch,
those comfortable silences,
how we'd giggle not because anything was funny but because we were giddy and our smiles bubbled over.
i wish he was more like you.
i wish i'd met you later.
i wish our paths weren't so separate.
i wish
i wish
i wish.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 1:54 AM UTC
you'd think
after
decades
of marathoning lies
he might inadvertently stumble upon the truth
and yet
still
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 1:19 AM UTC
we never finished writing our duet.
i don't mean that figuratively.
we were writing a duet
and we never finished it.
we had our two separate melodies strung
the lyrics were quaint but true
but we could never seem to piece them together.
you couldn't quite harmonize pleasantly
our voices didn't blend nicely
maybe i could have taken it as a sign.
we just didn't take enough time
didn't have enough patience
i've always been more of a soloist myself.
we never finished writing our duet.
it doesn't get more poetic than that.
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 12:45 AM UTC
when you're alone, you don't have to defend your motives
when you're alone, you don't have to have five good reasons
or three
or even one
every action has a consequence
maybe every action has an antecedent
sometimes i just don't want to investigate.
it's as if
everyone else lives to.
sometimes
i'm just difficult.
i'm just emotional, i'm just irrational, i'm just impulsive.
but if i was predictable, who would bother predicting?
it's embarrassingly easy to confuse people.
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 6:14 PM UTC
some days i don't even recognize me
that's when i feel the danger.
i've known myself my whole life
and still my reflection's a stranger
how can i expect you to understand when i don't?
how can i divulge my essence, not knowing how it would
look, or feel, or taste, or act -
not even knowing how it should?
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 2:12 AM UTC