taking life into my own hands and watching it slip through my fingers down the drain into the scene of someone else’s crime, broadcasted on television -- breaking news, from my shame to yours! now who is guilty?
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 11:00 PM UTC
pack your bags and perch yourself
on the highest of stakes
overlooking the city and her scape
looking down you may find
that someone has taken up their charcoal pencil
only to draw cruel frowns
on the faces of those who claimed to love you
but never mind the unpredictable pathos of the mind
half a million miles away
the sun will threaten to blind
until the day that it dies
and who it catches in the snares of its rays
are left up to the fingers of fate
happy accidents, lucky misfortunes
they’re all just rocks on the path
that led you to today
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 10:56 PM UTC
Dead end!
Hands in the dirt
What did you find?
Throw out your clues
Stop wasting your time
On a world made of plastic and lies
Shooting the daffodil
The pleasure is all mine
Bang, bang!
And shouldn’t it die?
Bang, bang!
Above and below
From the sky to the Earth
What are you willing to sacrifice?
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 10:54 PM UTC
White Lily takes her white knuckles to bed
After sweet Lily spends the day locked inside her own head
Little Lily just likes to feel a little silly --
Intoxicated by the weight of words she never even said
Past, present and future
Shoot through the floor
Tying knots around her wrists and
White Lily takes her white knuckles to bed.
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 10:46 PM UTC
Do you promise?
Do I have to promise?
Why can’t you just promise me?
Why can’t I promise you?
Compounding compromise after compromise
Plunge unto the same mold and lose our eyes
Lose our ability to realize
I drift to you because you aren’t me
You don’t complete me but you don’t deplete me
After-surge, recharge
Electricity in your touch
A culmination of all you’ve ever felt, been through
And I fall harder through the floorboards of my arrogance
When your fingers fuse with the heartstrings
Reminding me without words
You’re easy to move around and I swim through you
Converge and compromise
God, I think your fingers should melt me down
Oh, they make some of my favorite sounds
Fusing with the heartstrings
Reminding me without words
That feeling is you
Do you promise I can have it too?
Compounding compromise after compromise
We pour unto the same mold
And lose our eyes
We didn’t need them anyway
I’m not me, you’re not even you
Release myself into the wild and swallow you
All we can be, drowning on the same wave
Holding hands to stay in parallel motion
Amidst all the commotion
Without eyes I can say I wouldn’t want it any other way
Converge and compromise with you
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 10:41 PM UTC
every morning i wake up
i am 18, and an adult
constantly fishing for good results
in the steps that i take
everyone morning i wake up
i wish i were 9, and a child
so i would never have to worry
about whether or not i am worthy
tell me---
how can it be
that the world is so big
and yet i feel so small.
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 4:28 PM UTC
it is difficult
to live at the mercy of life
swinging mood to mood
craving some stability
to maybe make things alright.
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC
a beautiful day
melting cotton candy sky
i wondered how i
ever wanted suicide
i am at peace with my life.
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 4:23 PM UTC
forged into her skin
are bruises branded bright blue
she wept from the pain
like blood seeping from a knife
when will it all be over
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 4:18 PM UTC
Since I have met you,
My heart has gotten so full.
Please, don't let it burst.
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC