16 weeks, 1 day, 7hrs and 32 minutes.
Searching through whiskey soaked eyes, hoping life would cut him down so police didn't have to.
He stepped off.
Whatever last decent piece of him he had, was left, wind swept on a platform with unknowing idle eyes watching.
A 'good morning' or a 'hello'. Could have changed his course of action, but the drink spoke to him were others couldn't.
Just another forgotten page from yesterday's news. Imagine what he could have been if he was sober?
Help comes in all shapes and sizes.
Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC
It happened..
I finally grew up,
I'm ready now.
I'm ready to fall in love with you.
I'm ready to make you my chaos and my calm. I'm ready to make memory's and stuff.
I didn't have the answers before or know what page to look on for advice. But now I burn wondering.
Wondering how to get back to the immature me, so I can show him how to love you.
I wanted to say so much, but the match was to far lit and I understand you can't relight cinders.
Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 2:08 PM UTC
I dream of dancing with you.
Although, I'm not exactly good at it.
I dream about just us two,
Dancing and moving together, sounds fun, I'll admit.
I would love to dance,
as long as it's with you.
I'd give dancing a chance,
if you taught me how to.
I'm sorry if I step on your feet.
I'm not the best dancer.
I'll try to move with the beat,
I'll distract you from her.
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
We spoke soft about the crashing,
and how strong the winds were.
The rain that hits objects sideways,
And the madness in the middle of the storm.
Sometimes storms shouldn't pass
Because from a distance,
they're so beautiful.
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 9:44 PM UTC
Dark alleys
are for catious lovers.
Cigarette butts littered
the asphalt
when his lips met mine.
He stole my breath
as easily
as he creeps
into thought.
So powerfully
that
constalations collapse.
Shadows danced
encircling us
teasing of our secret.
Cigarette smoke rising
clinging to me
along with his scent
and affection.
He must have
been carved by God's
and cursed by Ruin.
Fallen to this earth
as a cast away.
His eyes
say so much..
In his arms
I felt
everything
all at once.
The ground shifting
under my feet.
This alley
forever imprinted
with this moment.
Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC