Sometimes your heart needs to be broken
So you can see what's underneath,
To the flicker and flame of your soul
That you've always been destined to meet.
Sometimes your spirit shines brighter
Through the glimmering light of your tears,
And when you arrive at the end of it all
Love will outshine the darkest of years
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 1:39 PM UTC
I breathe in the fumes
Intoxicated states of pure bliss
In the form of headaches
I feel quietly numb.
Huffing away the days
To forget what's going wrong
In my solvent haze
I remember you have gone.
I breathe in the fumes
I medicate myself with bleach
These tendencies last weeks
I fear it may be my last breath it takes.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC
All you small worries that "matter" right now
One day,
Will be forgotten
The things that seem problematic in this very moment
One day,
Will go into oblivion
This pain you've been keeping bottled up inside
One day,
Will be replaced with tears of joy
So just hold on a little longer
And I promise, my dear
You will finally be at peace with yourself
You will no longer feel an ache in your chest
You will absentmindedly sing in the shower like before
You will never wear a forced smile again
One day
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
Before things were fine
He had memorized last words
She, so mysterious
And perhaps that's why
He never got to know hers
She left unanswered
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
i will wade out
till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
Will i complete the mystery
of my flesh
I will rise
After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
i don’t want to sit around all day
impatiently waiting for him to call
and when i finally hear his voice
i don’t want to feel like he’s
the air in my lungs i need to breathe
and when it’s time to say goodbye
i don’t want to fight over
who should hang up first
i’m not looking for someone
to make me feel whole,
because i already am
i’m not looking for someone
to save me because
i’ve already been saved
i don’t want to be holding
hands at the wrist so if (when)
he lets go, i’m still holding on
i don’t want in-between
fake promises from prince charming
i want diner breakfasts
at 3 in the morning and
long car rides with broken radios
and handwritten letters with
nothing scribbled out because
he doesn’t care about perfection,
he cares about being real
when it’s time,
i want to be in love
not in love
with feeling loved
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC
beware when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a painter, a singer, or poet
for the artist will
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind
sing about you
with heartbreak lyrics
and feelings which rhyme
write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say
beware of the artist,
and her love
one wrong move
and you're an artwork in her display
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 10:54 PM UTC