That glass piece,
fitting so perfectly
into my palm.
Smooth, cold, round,
holding my hand tighter than any ex-lover before.
That ginger kiss upon my lips,
sending smoke to hug my lungs.
Those IV bags dripping of happiness,
shooting euphoria through my bloodstream.
Anything to keep me from feeling numb.
Anything to prolong my inevitable fall,
back to my own personal purgatory.
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 8:30 PM UTC
Please calm my racing heart.
Subside the blood rushing to my cheeks.
Silence the butterflies,
whose wings flap so violently in my stomach.
Holding my voice hostage,
I'd like to take it back
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 3:13 PM UTC
The urge to pick up the blade has become stronger
All my strength is drained and my feelings hit me harder
Pushing em away because I told you I was better
Showing you a different face, **** it's just the weather
A different time, a different cloud
A different daydream to shut out
What else am I supposed to say
Been lying since the very first day
Cut off all my ties
No one notices the lost lines
Time to disappear
I'm sorry for the last time
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 11:21 PM UTC
Memories of you
Cannot fill these empty arms
Pride can't keep me warm
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
I told you I haven't smoked in a while
But now I'm gone farther than a mile
Her is my answer when they ask me why i smile
Mrs. is her answer when they ask her what's your title
But whats gonna be your answer when I tell you that I love you
And I'm always gonna love you even from the sky above you
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC
I'm so jealous of your eyelashes,
they get to kiss your cheeks approximately twenty thousand times a day.
Needless to say, I'm jealous of the breeze intertwining in your hair
and the pillow you hug every night.
Lucky your coffee mug,
which you kiss every morning and in the nights of induced insomnia.
I envy your books,
the ones you caress and read with infinite interest.
I wish I was motherland,
so you could love me up to my rivers, faults, caves, sunsets, trees...
You go through the day, unknowingly inspiring verses in other people, and I drown in the unknown.
I want to get to know you as much as the shyness keeps me from fearlessly speaking to you.
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC
But when you see the stars,
Do you think of us?
Do you remember when you breathed life into me, and ignited a fire in my soul?
When you started a feeling so profound, it brought to life every cell of my body?
When you go to sleep,
Do you dream of me?
Do you imagine a new ending, where our paths join back together once more?
Do you ever feel remorse because this could have been more than what it was?
When you wake up,
Do you ever wish I was there?
Do you miss the heat of our bodies close to each other?
Our heartbeats beating at the same pace?
Oh, darling.
I do.
Do you?
Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 10:12 PM UTC
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how I order coffee now just to be reminded of your eyes.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how your dimples make me melt into a puddle as you smile.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how although you're lanky and your height is awkward, you still fit perfectly with me.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how when you grip my hair in your hands as you kiss me it makes my body want more.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how you're different from every other one I've ever been with, different from every other I've ever run away from.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how gentle you were when you touched me, when you held me, when you looked at me.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about the way you looked at me, the way you looked at me as if love could exist, as if love does exist.
I want to write about you.
I want to write about how since I lost you this is the only way I can still have you.
Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 9:51 PM UTC
I don't want you to be just another body in my body count.
Just another set of lips that placed longing upon my finger tips.
I don't want you to be just another lesson that taught me that there's more colors in the rainbow than the green and blue I have been accustomed to.
Just another set of eyes that have turned all other colors into a boring tv show.
I don't want you to be just another could have been, should have been, would have been.
Just another sorry excuse for how scared I've always been.
I don't want you to be just another liking.
Just another failed attempt at loving.
I don't want you to be just another name.
Just another ***** up and I'm the only one to blame.
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
I don't know what's wrong with me
I always think I know what I want then once I get it I suddenly don't want it anymore..
I wish I knew why I was like this
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 11:35 PM UTC