I stand at the shore of an ocean
vast, uncrossable waters
between me and my salvation
I could swim, but for how long?
how long before my limbs give out
my lungs searing in my chest
metal in my throat
salt in my mouth
so I stay on the shore
(metal in my throat
salt in my mouth)
feet on the ground
May 19, 2023
May 19, 2023 at 10:40 AM UTC
Breath slows and hands curl
Eyes crease and warmth flows
Content
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 8:46 PM UTC
Silently, years creep.
Suddenly I find myself
older, not wiser.
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 10:21 PM UTC
Stupid cliche, means nothing.
Means everything
When I kiss you,
I get it.
Aug 9, 2010
Aug 9, 2010 at 11:28 AM UTC
Connected via phone line,
I used to hear you.
Mumbling,
Whispering,
Falling asleep.
Now you’re gone.
Didn’t think it was anything,
I mean who needs to be on the phone to sleep?
Me
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 2:19 AM UTC
I'm not into sappy
love songs or online
requests to be mine
but you make me happy.
I will be leaving
and so will you
(unfortunate, but true).
We'll both be grieving.
I hope you see
that cubism dreams
will tear at the seams.
Just don't forget me.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 2:15 AM UTC
I don't know why,
but when I'm high
I can't help my
urges to try
and find you.
You rubbed me in dirt;
I falsely assert
that it didn't hurt.
I still wear your shirt.
I miss you.
I don't know why,
I have tears in my eyes.
now that i'm high,
I think that I
may have loved you.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 1:27 AM UTC