She takes pictures
From roof top gardens
That over look a sea of wonder
He takes pictures of his brown skin
Of the fortune he inherited
From his ancestors
Somehow they are both classified as
Cultured
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 4:47 AM UTC
Why is it strange?
Well it's the feeling of happy hopelessness
It's acceptance of the end of all ends
And the beginning of goodbye
They told you not to wear it
Your mascara runs like free children
In abundance
It tells them all how much you dread the leaving
Walking away
Is easier when you're convinced
You're walking towards something better
But darling how could you not see
That you just walked away
From the best.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
For the boy who sleeps
In the early hours
Of the sun-soaked Earth
I'm sorry your mind kept you from dreaming
For the girl who cries
At the very sight
Of herself
I'm sorry your mind kept you from self love
For the child who wishes
For something more
Than a poverty striken
Sense of imagination
I'm sorry your mind kept you from reaching more
For you
The one who waits
For life to be more
To be better
I'm sorry your mind kept you from creating it
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 7:18 AM UTC
Stay a little while with me
And let your lips redraw my contours
Like the greatest cartographer
Working at his craft
Stay a little while with me
And let my hands retrace your bruises
As if to wish away the wrong done
To your beautiful skin
Stay a little while with me
And swear on stars alone
That when daybreaks comes
You won't disappear with the transitory moon
Stay a little while with me
And stay a little while longer?
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
I
Will no longer
Play victim to my own life
I am the owner of my soul
It's time to act like it
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 4:12 PM UTC
And when you feel
Out of place and out of touch
I will push and pull
My way to you
Backward bound
Down a rain soaked road
I know I need to make my way
Straight to you
Even if you smile only once today
I will know that I fought my hardest to fight your darkness away
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
All I want
Is to be yours
All I need
Is for you to want me
To be yours
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 4:43 PM UTC
If happy ever after
Weren't some desperate dumb attempt
To make us all believe that happiness
Is existent
Then I'd sit on some beach somewhere
Waiting for the moment
When happiness didn't feel so
******* important
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
With a heart the size
Of a clenched fist
She walks on apathy
Alone
No remorse
No remarks
No reparations
Just real, real disinterest
Who made you feel
Like everyone else didn't mean anything?
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC