You go back because it's comfortable
But the bed is lined with thorns
The comforter a prickley mess against your skin
Love is thick here but the trust is thin
His arms are warm around you
But something stirs inside
It remembers more than you do
A scream that dulls with every rejection
Eventually being buried
By more pleasant things
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
Love kind of feels like wine
And also like standing in front of a podium
About to give a detailed speech
On a topic you know nothing about
Naked
Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
Airports are sad places
Or at least that’s how I’ve seen them
Through my fog laden eyes
Bright, florescent lighting
Lines upon lines of people excited
Or scared to death
Or drained from the previous three flights
And then there are families
Babies who look just like their adult counterparts
And then there’s me who sees you
Out of the corner of my eye
Hiding behind a pole
I’m brought back to reality again
Back to this tangible hole
I’m elated and devastated
At the same time
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 2:54 PM UTC
It alters you at your core, the inmost part of you
And expands outward into all of your limbs
Until every cell inside you
Begins to softly hum the same note
Continuously you become this-
This buzzing higher frequency
And it shines out through your eyes
Reflecting back at you
In the smiles of those who feel it too
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 2:51 PM UTC
One could argue happiness buffers creativity
While pain greases the slide
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
night time is always the hardest
all of my strings
tug
all the mess of strings
i've created
some thick some thinner
tug and pull and empty me
yet fill me at the same time
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:41 AM UTC
I am embarrassed
for my ignorance
In regards to you
You're the same mistake
I keep making
Proving my insanity
Everytime
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC
I've been in a hurricane
since I met you
And it's been proven that I must learn to live in this storm
Endure the fog
feel it's currents
it's waves
it's paralyzing winds
But when we're together it subsides
Everything stops
The center of the storm
And I wonder how I could ever leave
Or remember how to breathe
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
True tragedy seems to be
The only thing
That puts the rest of the blocks
Back into their places
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
You're like a broken house
and I don't even have the strength to fix the window sills
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC