i can't find
an outlet
anywhere;
you probably
think i'm
speaking of
power,
but i'm talking
about escaping
this powerless
feeling.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
I didn't mean for this to happen:
for you to make my name a habit, a safe word
when you go overboard &
no one's there to trace your scars &
kiss the memories left on your wrists.
I didn't mean to become routine,
comfortable in your mouth,
your Sunday morning
after the substances weren't enough to **** the demons.
They're branded on your eyelids,
so you never want to sleep, unless it's
with me; but I always give in
to your desperate pleas.
I just want to replace
the bottle in your hand
the lines
the bathroom sinks
the fog
those things behind the mirror the doctor said would help you
& fix you.
But you love being broken more than you love me.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 3:19 PM UTC
i remember when everything was just a blur to me,
when everything became clear & i finally saw every
little detail that once was smeared away.
i remember all the happiness that beamed inside me,
but i miss when everything was a mystery.
i miss the way the distance was a secret, everyone else knew it,
but i was left wondering.
i miss the way i didn't see things like others, i miss the contrast.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 3:17 PM UTC
seeing you again
made me remember
seeing you at such
a vulnerable state
made me want
those three days filled
with holding hands &
nearly drowning in
the creek back.
seeing you again
reminded me that
i left you, that i
shouldn't be missing
you so much.
seeing you again
& you not saying
a word made me
realize that you
don't miss me at all.
i was just another
girl on your list
& that destroys
me so much..
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 11:11 PM UTC
i wish it was you who
broke my heart instead
of me shattering my
beating structure.
maybe this would be easier?
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
i saw things that
weren't mean to
be seen, i heard
things that weren't
meant to be heard,
i felt heartbreak
before i could
even spell love.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
romantics would
refer to your
freckled face as
a star filled sky,
but they were
just mud specks
of lies.
(mer)
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 11:29 PM UTC
i wanted to paint
you a galaxy,
but all i could
put out was
a mere speck
of paint.
(mer)
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 11:25 PM UTC
my coffee was
bitter, but the
sky was giving
me the jitters
(mer)
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 6:34 AM UTC
you were temporary,
always going to leave.
but you left a mark
so permanent.
i could scream &
no one would hear it.
you wouldn't have
flinches at my piercing
cry, even if i was in front
of your eyes.
(mer)
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC