She’s afraid of
reopening old wounds.
Scared of feeling
the burns
beneath her skin.
She’d rather feel
consciously numb
than ever have to
confess her self-reflections,
because she’s afraid rejection
will leave her lifelessly
alone.
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 4:26 PM UTC
It’s not the desire
to be like them,
it’s the desire
to be better;
it’s the need
for control.
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 5:42 PM UTC
Yes,
I was in love.
But not with you.
I was in love
with the
moments
and the
memories.
I was feeding
off an
ego
of false hope
and
games;
games that
haunted me
and
made me
want
more than
you truly
deserved.
Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 7:40 PM UTC
Gasping
for your words
has left
me
breathless.
Searching
for your lies
that only
tell
me truths.
And holding
onto truths
that only
spill
your lies,
leave me wondering
why;
I was never
good enough.
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:48 PM UTC
I spilt coffee
on myself
and stained
my shirt;
exactly
how I allowed
for you to stain
my heart.
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 10:59 PM UTC
_"...to live again."_
As I meld back into the
scarred infinity,
daffodils blossom
in my frostbitten dimples
giggles run wild,
over the slumbering
reminiscence,
the tide's ebbing away
slow and sure,
I kiss the raindrops goodbye,
yet,
the child inside,
never seems to die.
_"I wish..."_
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 7:13 PM UTC
It's not
fate that created
this senseless
passion.
It was the
mere existence
of
you and me.
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 11:43 PM UTC
Is it the words whispered
in secret corridors
i love you
are they proclaimed boldly
from roof tops
I LOVE YOU
Or maybe love
sounds like laughter
giggles shared only between two
what if love has no noise
its beauty is similar to a sunset
seen and felt
but never heard
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 7:59 PM UTC
if i can write
and if i can read
if i can dream
as i breathe
maybe someday
but not this day
will the tide change
for you and me
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 7:57 PM UTC