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beneath my seemingly apathetic shell, most are surprised to find that yes. i do have emotion, and a twisted set of morals that i stand by. / / im fairly knew at writing, and i dont usually follow the conventional grammar rules as you may have observed. but art is art.
it was like i fell in love with an open casket
once i fell in
i was already six feet deep in
the problem was
sinking lower
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 11:10 PM UTC
youre the opposite side of my day dream
some kind of midnight answer
to the questions we lost upstream
im leading you through the truths
but nothing i say is fool proof
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 7:28 PM UTC
i often hear holding things dear,
ive never been sure why "forever"
felt as suffocating as this deal im making
with the devil,
this life im faking, lives ive been taking
why is forever, a wide eyed believer?
greener than greed, darker than lust
poison ivy climbing from out of my eyes
just to remind me
that forever
will always stay longer
than you ever would.
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 7:16 PM UTC
ive never been a person
to see the word without feeling worse and,
dear god
stop looking at me with eyes
telling me to let lies
spill from my open mouth
ive never been a person
instead i am
a lethargic mass
humming to the beat
of my own convulsions
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC
the room is dark and you cant breathe
all you can hear is the rushing
of breath between your chapped lips, breathe
you tell your body, leave,
you tell your mind.
there's too much sound
in this silence.
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
hello to my shadow
sewn into my heel
witness to my late night rambles
and emotions in shambles.
i often ponder on what it may wonder
if you were my shadow for a year
how many curse words might you hear,
how many times would you sit
and hear me cry
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
write about how love has changed your life
little sayings about happiness
but did anyone see the knife?
as you proceeded to undress
"i only care for the dopamine"
you said
is that why you carved your name in her back,
why she never knew the dread?
"it was all in your head"
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
im not the only person in the world to think this
not the only child to reminisce
about the stars
in the back of a car
at night
nor am i the only one who has felt the fright
of an empty bed when they awake.
the frigid breeze by the lake
could someone please help me not be so
alone?
but at the same time dont touch me,
dont come close.
shout it from the riverbed
let it echo in my head.
over and over and over
not like a broken record but a
never ending melody
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 6:40 PM UTC
i look into the mirror
how could this get nearer
to staring into my foreign eyes
saying the last goodbyes
to the something i kept inside
breathing feels like swallowing gasoline,
is there someone hiding in the back of me?
again, knife in hand
point and tip ready to land
straight in my spine
you know i would climb
to the top of mount everest
just to get some kind of relief
but the more oxygen i get stuck in my lungs
the harder it becomes to push it back out
i can feel, i can feel this turning into a blackout
anesthetize my mind and let me fall asleep
unbind, unwind, take a part the windchimes
that rattle during the storm
something once thought to be beautiful
is now a constant reminder of how
strong the wind has gotten
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 6:47 PM UTC