Your eyes are the soft waves of a clear ocean
Voice, soft and stern
Skin, lively, spotted
Your laugh a soft hum of a violin
Your lips a soft, flushed rose petal
Heart, full, as mine is full for you
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
you are
a soft ripple in a pond
but you are also a huge 10ft wave during high tide
Was it her pixie hair cut? no?
how about her blue eyes?
no? not that either?
since when did curly brown hair and green eyes not become your type?
Daddy, the trust we put in you was far more than we should have
we all should have known-
you were here, but you were never really here Daddy.
you've cause so much pain
so much unbearable pain
in me, in your son, in your wife
so, daddy when do you plan on becoming the butterfly? when you do you plan on taking responsibility in realizing you're breaking us apart. you're shattering the fragile glass mirror that's reflecting the people who love you most.
daddy, i don't even love you anymore.
daddy, do you even love you anymore?
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 12:00 AM UTC
my fingers scribble on the sidewalk in red
they are wet chalk being drenched over and over with the blood from my veins that are clogged except at the tips of my fingers which trace over the marks you left on my skin
I fill in the petal of the red rose but ***** my fingers on your thorns
You are dangerous yet beautiful
You are a black rose in a field of red
You are the one that beautifies death
You are a forest fire
You are....
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 3:57 PM UTC
My eyes are lifeless and swollen
My cheeks are speckled with the dried tears of yesterday's sadness
My hands are weak
My whole body is weak
I am not able to hold myself up anymore
The empty cage of my body crumbles to the ground and becomes dust
The wind, crisp and lively, sweeps me away and I am one with the small particles of the earth
I am one with the known but not ever seen
As I flow carelessly there is peace
Peace of mind that I will no longer have to hold myself up
I will no longer have to bear the weight of all that life seems to anchor down onto my shoulders.
I am dust
I am free
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 3:27 PM UTC
Love is such a weird thing.
It makes you cry, laugh, scream, hate.
Love controls all.
To love is to control your emotions, your family, your life.
Love and hate are very similar in some ways.
The emotions caused by both are thrown around
causing so much trouble in a lot of people's lives.
To love is to want and need.
Pain is also like love.
It's what comes with it.
A big package that nobody signs up for willingly.
To love is to have a ticking time bomb in your pocket.
To have pain
is to have hate
is to be in love.
How could such a small word
have such a big meaning?
So, what is love?
Is it pain?
Hate?
Or is it something most of us have not experienced yet?
Making us quick to judge those who have.
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
she walks hand in hand with the thing that will eventually **** her
she blows soft kisses in the wind
empty I love you's
the thing says
"I know you can't live without me"
and disappears
The girl screams silently
cries
dies
The thing comes back
to her funeral
and says
"I knew you couldn't live without me"
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
Please save me from insanity
I'm drowning in my thoughts
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 11:07 PM UTC
stop asking me to trust you
when i'm still coughing up water
from the last time you let me drown
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC