i try to open up
and bees and moths and venom
spurt from my chest
my rib cage so hollow
you knock it down
tear the tissue from my outline
i am just a shell
the skeleton my biological walls
built to protect me
broken to tease me
i feel like you've been
hammering on my heart
for years now
so much i can't say
with punctured lungs
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 11:39 PM UTC
i am a robot
machine
i was conditioned to believe
success is documentation
standing in line and sitting rows
write down sentences
regurgitate
regurgitate
survive
blindly
now i am successful,
what is there to do
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 11:37 PM UTC
makeup smears
the people jeer
cameras flash
and we all
fall down
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 11:35 PM UTC
i think hell is driving through your hometown
in the middle of the night, like a ghost
you wander through the aisles
of the gas stations
hostess snacks and beef jerky
and your cold, dead hands
you picking out a pack of cigarettes
the love of your life a whole state away
never even realizing
you've been dead
this whole time
you were doomed the day you were born
until the day you die
and after that
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
falling through cracks
living alone
knowing I needn't take you back
the hurt is the same
withstanding quiet disapproval
forgetting you want to get away
for a moment you are mine
the moment is fading
you've never said to me the right line
I've wanted to love you for so long
I'll do anything, anything
to make you want me this long
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 11:08 PM UTC
I was too soft spoken before
to point out your rotting flesh
and lying mouth
but now
let a man ever defy me,
dare touch me,
who cannot love me
let him die for me
from me
by me
because it's been all about me
I've just been too shy
to believe in the land I walk on
crowned holy by my ***** feet
you should call yourself lucky
that I ever allowed my porcelain fingertips
entry to your ragged existing
that I ****** you
that I loved you
you never did notice
I was breaking apart
each moment you chose to
use my face as your mirror
your personal centerfold
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 11:06 PM UTC
I'm drunk
here are the things I never said to you
I don't know why we're fighting
i want you to love like I do
I'm trying my hardest not to stare
at the screen of my phone
it's not a picture of you
I want it to be
I'm doing better though
I don't think I need you
I just really want you
as comfort
no matter how many times
you upset me
and pull the trigger
I'm just drunk
and you're what I want
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
when I was the happiest
I found a glimpse of true friendship
in sparklers and smoke bombs
driving to the town over
to stand in the dark
blasting out our ear drums
I had never had anything like that
before
the days were long
into the night
when I sat on the top of the hill
where my life began
where I thought it ended
the place I gave my heart away twice
I pushed the seat down
and blared the music
I cried for something better
than this
if I only knew
I'd been having fun all along
it was all just a game
I had liked to play too much
until 2 years too late
I sat in an empty apartment
messing the floor with ribbons of red
coming from my wrists
they should have been at my sides
next to the boy whose fingers
were broken
and I held them in mine
and told him
his hands looked like me
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 11:01 PM UTC
we were built by the chaos theory
no outward motion of science
ever led us to believe
or left us believing in each other
one small wing from a butterfly
brought me nearer to you
and farther
now
when my head is on your shoulder
and your heart is with her
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC
one minute you are the love of my life
the next you are the crumbs on my floor
and the sirens in my head
I don't blame you for your faults
you can be so distant when I'm only
an inch from your face to mine
the stitches on my legs are breaking
and I've thought about running
from time to time
I don't know if I can get away
do you love me enough to say more
than what you've been swallowing
throughout the years as they pass and go
I go
do you want to leave yet?
I go for broke and you are my only gamble
you give me **** for roses and laughs for aches
I've never wanted to be so distant
than I am now
I'm pulling myself back to,
how, how,
how?
a funny word I said again to myself
how
am I here again
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
