My best songs were about you;
full of pure honesty and hopeless desperation.
They were written in minor keys
on lonesome days when I needed you most.
And I still sing your name in my sleep –
a lilted melody that cuts deep
and wakes me from a nightmare that doesn’t end
when my eyes open to the empty space you left in my bed.
With sleepless eyes I drive until the sunrise
and the radio is playing our song.
It makes my heart heavy and my hands numb
but I still scream along at the top of my lungs.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
You're not worth my words
but I still hope you hear them
and I hope you feel them, too.
I still wear your sweater
with holes in the right sleeve;
I didn't think you'd leave
so soon.
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 5:06 AM UTC
I don't care what you know,
I care what you feel
and if everything in your head is real.
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
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lost in midnight madness
I can hear the clock
tick tock
A battle against the voice in my head
"Don't go there”
“But it’s time”
“You’ll be fine”
“Lose your mind”
A breakdown of a different kind
an insomniac with no reason
or rhyme
“You’ll be fine”
I’ll only sleep when the sun wakes up
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 4:44 AM UTC
The moon lost her glow
when autumn turned to winter
and winter turned to cold.
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 2:07 AM UTC
I remember when you looked at me;
your eyes weren't brown
but they weren't green.
We were in the In-Between.
I loved you, but
I didn't want you then;
I regret all my bad decisions.
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
C'est la vie
and I feel free,
but I don't feel alive.
The world spins
and I'm standing still,
but I don't want to try.
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC
There's poetry in symmetry;
you're the other half of me.
There's something about chemistry;
chemicals running through our bodies.
We can't forget history;
the war between our hearts of two.
I can't think of anything
to keep myself away from you.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC
I don't care where we go.
I've finished my drink;
You're thinking about
what's underneath my clothes.
So take me home,
and you can stay in my bed
until the moon becomes the sun instead.
Please be gone in the morning.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 2:40 AM UTC
I don't want your pills,
but yes I want to die.
Did you write that down?
My leg is shaking,
maybe you should write that down.
No, I haven't slept.
No not for a few days now.
Write that down.
Bipolar? Depressed?
You're not sure?
Write that down
and let me know later.
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 12:52 AM UTC