with the way things have been
i never want to write a poem about you
because if i do
then that means that you, too
will have left me with my own thoughts
writing poems about you to cope
with the permanent eclipse that is my life
for i have lost my sun
writing about the darkness hiding the light
that was once mine
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
And for the first time in forever,
I danced alone in the kitchen at 1am
without the help of alcohol
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
you make me so anxious.
i don't understand why you don't like me anymore
i mean
i do know the answer
but not in the context that is given
if they have forgiven me
why isn't that enough
why isn't their happiness enough for you
when you say that's what you strive for
you are the thing that makes them this way
the thing that makes them anxious
the thing that kills their creativity
the thing that keeps them from making positive relationships in their life
the fact that i am not able to be in the same room as them makes me sick to my stomach
without their worry of getting in trouble
for asking me how they can help
for asking me what's wrong when no one else would
maybe i'm looking at this all wrong
maybe they don't want me in their life at all
but they're too nice to admit that
out of fear of hurting my feelings
that's never what they wanted
but you couldn't see that, now would you?
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC
i sometimes get tired of poetry
poetry that keeps me up at night
thinking of al the wrongs i've done in my life
losing you
hurting them
losing myself
i've learned to like the poetry
poetry that made me think of you
and all the times we've had together
and i've come to realize that those memories should not be forgotten
those memories should be dug up on occasion
on weekends where there is nothing to do
but sit and look back on the good times
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
as i wake
the warm embrace of the sun's heat greets me hello
sneaking peaks through my curtains, not quite yet invited inside
the breeze of this autumn day gives me the chill of a beautiful chorus
the fallen leaves crunching on the ground in respose
these are the times i look back at my life
i stop and say
"things do get better"
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 5:00 PM UTC
i’m so lonely
i never wanted it to come to this
i never thought it would come to this
only me to comfort myself
as i’m the most tired i’ve ever been
at 3:00 am
with just me to console myself
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
you cannot tame her
she is as wild and free
as her hair
which i love running my hands through
late at night
when all we feel
is the bliss of each other’s existence
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 6:54 PM UTC
I love her.
No not ******** worldly,
But softly, purely , celestially.
Obsessively?
Not necessarily, just completely,
selfishly and I'm sorry.
I love her unconditionally, some say unconventionally.
But they don't understand me.
Yes...I love her.
Most spiritually, asexually, platonically and wholly.
I love her, truly, honestly, musically and poetically...
She doesn't have to love me.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
yes,
you can kiss
my rose petal eyelids
my stained cheeks
my humming neck
my willing waist
my burning skin
anywhere on
my restless body
but kiss my lips,
and I'll spend the
rest of my life
aching
grieving
searching for
your stinging tongue
fate assured me
we'd burn violently
but ultimately suns die
every flame grows tired
every bulb will break
every wick will drown
charred and regretful
weary and worn out
drained of energy
choking for air
i'm not ready
to ignite
just yet
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 10:14 AM UTC
It's truly
a
chaotic
thing
to
suddenly
see
starlight,
heaven,
and
everything
in someone's eyes
Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 10:18 AM UTC