the sun that bleeds through your blinds
and makes your eyes burn
I want to be
the cold shower that wakes you up
and makes your skin tingle
I want to be
the cigarette smoke that inhabits your lungs
and makes you calm
I want to be
the wind that makes you shiver
and whispers sweet secrets in your ears
I know I'm just
the blanket that you cling to
when your cold
but I want to be so much more
Apr 24, 2012
Apr 24, 2012 at 5:01 AM UTC
careful don't touch
because my skin is fire and my bones are porcelain
you might get burned and if you break you buy
Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 11:35 PM UTC
If I come meet you in the ocean could we sail away with one swift motion
forget all our problems leave all our pain we might be blind but at least we're sane
read me backwards and you'll see that this could be our reality
Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 2:39 AM UTC
insanity
I love your pain
I love your depression
I love your addiction
I love your secrets
I love your inconsistency
I love
you
Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 7:52 PM UTC
his cries cut into me
each syllable makes me shiver
fragile, fleeting, flickering in my mind
his voice floats frail
too tender to touch
too exquisite to escape
Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC