to the ******* who stole my phone...
May you rot in pieces
but not before you trip over your own foot and stumble upon a chunk of uprooted sidewalk falling face-first into a vat of honey, and after pulling yourself out find your eyes blind and fumble-walk backwards into pit of hungry/angry/frenzied Red Fire ants that will devour you painfully and slowly stinging every millimeter of your body/mind/soul until all that is left are the undesired bones of yours that shan't be buried but left to rot, as I said before, in pieces.
Or you can just return my phone to me.
Thank you.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
How many ways can I say, “I miss you”
without sounding like a needy loser?
I want to call you and tell you I love you.
Even though I’ll probably just end up asking about your day.
There’s a wall I can’t break through.
Not without hurting you.
Am I obsessive?
Am I compulsive?
Am I crazy?
I love you.
There, I said it.
Really.
You don’t know how
Long I’ve wanted to.
I was scared to lose you.
But now you’re gone
And I’m still here.
In tears.
Behind a pair
Of shades darkly clear.
From the next car,
It just looks like
I’m distant.
When really, I’m
Thinking of you.
I used to think
Heart break was just a word
But in all truth,
Nothing hurts worse.
The hole is just a gaping
Wound in my chest
Right where my heart
Used to be.
It was painless when
I gave it to you.
But now that you don’t want it,
I can’t bear to see it waste
Away.
You know I don’t
Cry very easily
So why can’t I stop
These streams down my face?
I didn’t know
Crying a river
Was possible.
Even in the slightest.
My mind is like the ocean
And I’m drowning in
My own thoughts
Because I forgot how to swim
Pathetic, indeed.
I made a mix tape of
Songs I don’t listen to.
It seems so stupid
But they remind me of you.
My mind is running in circles
And I’m going nowhere fast
I can’t change your mind
Once the die is cast
I could write a novel for you
About how happy we should be
And you in turn, would do
Absolutely nothing for me.
This poem *****
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
Two rings of solid gold
Set together in harmony as
Flecked orange flame
Upholds them.
Soft brown quiets into
Black night
Wherein lies the single
Sparkle of Life.
The life of another very
Loved one.
She is mine and
I am hers.
Forever my best friend.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 1:58 PM UTC
I call
For the sky to fall
And I see
Angels of mystery
Raging down to me
Send me to my knees
Send me to my knees
They said
All the world was dead
And They said
The heart was made to be bled
Out…
Bring down to earth
Bring my spirits three
I will
Truly make you see
Me…
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 1:54 PM UTC
Don't try to lie to yourself.
Or others.
You always knew the truth
Was only a half white.
The rest was dark magic.
It's the reason some of us
Can rise so difficultly to the top.
While we watch the others burn.
Without so much as a wave goodbye.
It's why talk is cheap.
And everything else costs you dearly.
Oh yes, it is a pretty,
And supposed rarity among most.
Just remember,
When you bring your wordless face
To the final count,
To make sure that you, yourself
Didn't get gypped.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 11:31 PM UTC
Why did you leave so abruptly in the middle of the night? Did you think I wouldn't notice you slip away like that? You left without so much as a note on my pillow. I'm hurt.
I can't think straight without you. People say I get a little (very) cranky whenever you leave like this. I become delirious. And no matter what I try, my mind just wanders back to thoughts of you. Truth be told, I need you too much to lose you again. Please come back tonight.
I'll straighten up the place. I'll make the bed. We can just talk if you'd like. I don't mean to sound dramatic, but I can't live without you. Believe me, I've tried. Medication, teas, therapy. Nothing worked to clear my head. You did.
I invite you lovingly, to come back into my open arms. My eyes will probably be a bit puffy and half-opened when you get back. Just don't be surprised when I sigh with relief at the sight of you.
Love,
Someone Who Misses You Dearly
Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 11:01 AM UTC
Plastic Sound 01/01/13
He left me a message
That I deleted anyways
She had always feared
That he would go astray
He never did anything
That’s what she liked about him
But he never did anything
That’s what the problem was
He always kept a distance
That she could only see from afar
He always had her on his mind
But only at the bottom of the jar.
Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 8:48 PM UTC
You had the greatest
Absolutely awesome
Most incredibly ingenius
Idea in the entire world,
And it fell through every time?
May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 1:06 PM UTC