I'm not frustrated with anyone
I'm frustrated with frustrating as a whole
Why do I give a **** about all of the ways they lie
I'm so ******* sick of ignorance
Towards each other
Towards themselves
Towards the universe
We all want the same thing . . .
A pair of eyes
( piercing. Soaked up with all the light from every moon, and every star, and every bulb from every cieling )
To look....no.... Gaze /stare/ glance fixedly upon
Or own (pair of eyes)
And without saying a word.
Understand.
All. Of. The. ******* Pain.
To run finger over needles stabbing each ear and
Slowly
Remove their stinging remarks
All while holding a gaze
All, while, holding, a, Gaze
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
It would say something like...
I'm jealous of the trees
They simply get to watch
I want to be a tree
Or the sky
Or a bird
And even if I'm not
At least I won't be a ******* robot in this world
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
i'm getting better and better at being heartbroken
now, when my heart starts to shake
i hold it tightly
that way there's no room for heavy breathing
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
I just like it more than being with the people I know
I want someone to share moments with. Beautiful ones. But not just anyone
Because I've shared moments with anyone before and that's why I prefer being by myself. People I know **** the energy out of me. Leave me dry, and it's frustrating.
I want someone to intensify the air
To make me feel more than I've ever felt, yet feel completely comfortable with the chaos
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
i prefer a room filled with darkness over a lighted one. i can’t think under the sun, it yells and screams and forces itself to be noticed. The heat suffocates me.
But when it rains, nature is nourished. When it rains, the sky stops pretending to give off all this energy that it truly doesn’t contain, it takes a deep breath and says “okay, okay, I’m sad.”
And crys.
i hear all kinds of people talking about happiness like its the only answer, the ultimate goal.
But to me it just seems like an act.
my happiness isn’t like most people’s happiness. My happiness isn’t a smile, or a wink
Or a giggle or a chirp
Or a high-five or a holler. Those things don’t appeal to me. my happiness is a gaze. A symphony of violins. A sunset. Silence.
my happiness always has this hint,
although sometimes very faint,
of sadness
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
I've never felt it like this
Something jumped inside of me
An emotion, a rope, a demon possibly
Someone please help
Someone. Anyone. please
If you'd take my lungs and pump them up
I've forgotten how to breath
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
I just need to hold myself
breathing is louder here
...I can hear my breath
I am alive
knees together
tucked up beside me
all ten fingers tangled in my hair
a bed is no place for my body
I feel safer here
curled up on this floor
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
"Has your heart ever been broken?"
No.
Its never been fixed
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 10:48 PM UTC
I’m starving
and you’re my audience
“fix it”
“make it better”
I’ll scream to you on my death bed
I know you lack the power.
you can’t stitch me back together
but neither of us will leave either
and that’s what makes things beautiful.
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 3:09 PM UTC
I only cry for my heart
I always make it about how badly my heart hurts
But for you?
It's like I no longer have one...a heart.
I just steal yours and hook it up to my body
I love to feel your pain
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC