Feel free to constrict me
Steal my last breath,
Strike at me and
Wrap around me
When I least expect it.
Warm scales on my trembling skin
I promise it won't hurt.
I want it so bad.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 8:37 AM UTC
You cling to the clothes and hair
Of everyone who dares to touch you.
Puffs of white powder
Allowing people to write beautiful things
In solid form.
Leaving pieces of yourself behind
As evidence.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 8:33 AM UTC
Not even the birds chirping,
Nor the grass swaying
Can feel the inner warmth
I'm feeling
In this moment.
Just the moon.
'Cause her and I are right up close--
Just happy.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 8:29 AM UTC
I'm tired of seeing you.
Whether I walk through the halls of my dreams
Or down the halls of reality
You're fiery appearance finds a way to make itself known to my senses.
You're familiar yet distant scent lingers in the air I walk through as we pass each other.
No words spoken anymore, no waves waved.
I don't usually ponder about my love for you anymore.
Just about how I abhor that "woman" you left me for.
...And how I liked you much better when you smoked.
Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC
They loved each other once.
You'd never guess though;
The way they walk past each other is as if
They've never met.
But for 6 years they were perfectly imperfect.
They fit like mis-matched jigsaw puzzle pieces,
But they were soggy, so somehow they fit just right.
Eventually the pair grew up and they dried out
And the pieces didn't quite fit the same anymore.
They were warped and damaged.
And when the pieces got pulled apart
They were torn.
So each piece of the puzzle had a part
Of the other piece stuck to it.
Fused together;
They couldn't be removed from one another,
No matter how hard anyone tried.
So maybe they still are fused.
Maybe they still love each other.
But no one will ever know.
Because no one really cares.
And no one ever asks.
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 7:47 PM UTC
If you ask me, blissfulness is completely overrated.
It's a feeling too close to excitement and being giddy,
Except it lasts way longer.
It can be a terrifying feeling.
You feel like you're flying.
And your feet don't feel like they're hitting the ground
When you walk down the street.
You're high.
And you're not in control.
And you can't imagine what life could be like
Without this wonderful sensation coursing through your veins.
And once the feeling is gone,
Your feet feel like cinderblocks on the pavement.
And all you want to do is sleep.
And colors seem less vibrant.
Jokes aren't as funny.
Hugs aren't as warm.
...No...I'd rather feel content.
I find it much more appealing to be
Not completely unhappy,
But not too happy either.
And to feel like myself.
And to be in control.
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 10:55 PM UTC
I didn't love him because of his looks.
I know this because the whole time I knew him his face was covered
By a blanket of red bristle he took great pride in.
I fell in love with his soul
The window to which I could see through smiling hazel pools.
And when I think about it,
I mean really think about it,
It all happened in an instant.
Not the instant him and I met for the first time,
But the instant I realized he wouldn't let me run away from us.
I should have known though.
I should have kept running.
Because the instant I stopped?
Our roles were reversed.
Oct 1, 2012
Oct 1, 2012 at 10:40 PM UTC
If I promise to fall asleep fast tonight
And wake up early tomorrow,
Will you promise not to be in my dreams?
Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 9:30 PM UTC
Before I knew you
There was nothing about you that screamed
"We're meant to be."
But there was something intriguing
(maybe it was the beard, but I don't think so)
Just a stolen glance every now and then
At you
Standing across campus
Smoking a Marlboro and talking with your hands.
I never thought I'd hear you tell me
That you were sad you never noticed me earlier.
I never knew I would be so nervous walking up to you
For our first date.
And I never thought that I would be so calmed at the
fact that you were shaking like crazy.
You were nervous, too.
I didn't believe that anyone could knock down the walls I had built--
They were tall and strong, but you blew them down
Like they were made of thin paper.
I didn't think I'd ever hear you whisper
"you're beautiful"
As you drifted off into sleep.
I didn't think you'd leave so suddenly
Telling me "you'd miss me"
And as you left,
I asked if you thought there was a future for us.
Your response was
"Of course... Who else am I going to do karate in the garage with?"
I didn't know I could fall in love that fast
Or that deep.
Or that I could trust someone with my heart
After what others before you had put it through.
I didn't think we'd ever be more than strangers
But we were.
And that screaming I never heard before?
I hear it constantly now that you're gone.
And since we're being honest here...
I'm worried I'll hear it til you return.
Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 7:04 PM UTC
I miss you even though we never met.
And I imagine you as my guardian angel.
I think about what you would've been like...
Your name is Jake.
You have two kids and a beautiful wife.
And you live an hour away, but we get together once a week
To talk about Mom.
And your family.
And my ****** dating life.
You tell me I deserve better and I believe you.
And I tell you that I'm completely happy for you
And you believe me.
I guess what I'm trying to say is I love you.
And Happy 38th Birthday my older almost baby brother.
Sep 29, 2012
Sep 29, 2012 at 5:41 PM UTC