I am the sun
and you
are the moon:
my tidal-wave
tears
are controlled
by you
So when it’s 2am
in the middle of the night,
I know why
I can’t
sleep tight.
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 12:54 AM UTC
and i swear your breath in the cold air might as well have been cigarette smoke, the way it filled my lungs with a taste i couldn't forget and left them begging for something that i knew would only hurt me
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
I do not know you
I do not know your name or the name of
the song that nearly brings you to tears
but my god you are beautiful
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC
I miss your wrists;
and the way they unhinge
at the cliff edge of my shoulders.
I miss standing breath to breath,
close enough to feel your heart
making music against my chest.
Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 5:36 PM UTC
You are so
B e a u t i f u l
it hurts;
The silhouette
of your frame
lingers
even when my eyes
are closed
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
Inhale, Exhale, Repeat.
Close your bright eyes, they say too much.
Don’t speak, you can’t change anything.
Inhale, Exhale, Repeat. As if you are sleeping.
Stretch your body as far as you can.
Make it bigger, longer,
like you have spent your life in a smaller man’s coffin.
Be still.
Don’t blink, don’t part your trembling lips, don’t move your toe three quarters of an inch.
Be still.
Scream. LOUDER. Softer.
Scream as high as you can. Louder. You have to scream to save your life. SCREAM.
Stop.
Don’t Speak. You can’t change anything.
Look into your eyes in the mirror.
Keep looking, you can’t back down.
Don’t blink, keep looking.
Keep looking.
Blink. Blink again.
More. Faster.
Blink until you can’t see anything anymore
until you are blind
Stop.
Clench your fists. Grit your teeth. Flex your muscles.
Your arms, your legs, your toes.
Make your body tight.
Tight.
Tight.
Release.
Melt.
Collapse.
Be liquid.
Don’t speak, you can’t change anything.
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 8:41 PM UTC
and i promise
that every single night
before the darkness
swallows this already
blackened world,
i'll tell you how
beautiful you are to me.
i'll tell you how much
i adore you
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
you kissed my neck and I began to seep into a pile of hot candle wax; melting and hardening all the while. you cleaned me up and tried to mold me into what I once was but I knew that I would never be the same candle that warmed you up. when I am with you my fire seems to flicker with a certain nervousness and then you kiss my neck and I begin to fall apart once again.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
she got used to writing about his eyes, the color of bath water and how she wanted to bathe in them, the poet's cliché.
until he left her and she realized they weren't pale purple or pale blue or translucent: they were stormy gray like a volcano with a flaring red rim similar to lava. each blink brought upon an eruption of mass proportions and he cried dark ashes.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
The moon breaks through the window with luminosity
Your chest rises and falls lightly with every calming breath
My pale fingers trace your gorgeous skin as I lay awake
I blink with every inhale of breath your sleeping body takes
Our legs are tangled together to keep us from moving apart
My fingers seem to trail towards your collar bones
Chirping crickets and hissing cicadas fill the silent void
My colorless lips tug into a smile for you have awoken
Your lips lure towards my ear in a swift manner
Words of love and wishes for the future pour from your lips
And we end the night with a simple kiss
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 9:45 PM UTC