I want a man's heart
Is that selfish?
I want to write him a melody
Is that normal?
Sing him all the love songs I know
Is that too cliche?
He has my heart, mind and soul
Yet still doesn't know.
I am his but he still has to prove
That he can make it so.
I just want to laugh with him,
Write his name on my heart,
Be the only one in his eyes,
Show him how I love his heart.
He's my one and only
And I know he cares for me.
Haste the day when he
Can proclaim it openly.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:01 PM UTC
Compared to how it was
My patience has become vast
And though I sometimes get the urge
To force it to go fast
I've realized that it is sweeter
To not manipulate the weather
Seasons come and seasons go
But whenever I'm with you
My favorite season swirls around
And lifts me up again, right on cue.
Though words have yet to be spoken,
Surely you can read it in my expression
How happy you make me
How deeply I admire you
How hopefully I wait
How whatever you do
Is indicative of something about me
Because you're all that I can see.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
My mind had been wearing me thin
which is ironic because the thing is
that it was so churning because I longed to be thin.
No matter, anyways, the problem is
it became too much for me to bear
so I took it and entrusted it to a friend
and it was safe when I put it there.
However, my mind had its own thoughts to tend
and escaped to become malicious again.
Crept back to me and wore me down out of revenge.
But thanks to my friend, I was strong enough to win,
by making it submit to my desire not to binge.
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 5:58 PM UTC
Two paths wind back and forth
towards each other
never daring to meet.
Tension between them
not worth baring, yet
two paths are better than one.
Comfort in knowing of the
other's presence,
but distance is their beloved
safety net.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
Sweeping strokes of yellow light
form my bounding flame.
A few dark hops of where my
structural components lie.
My light pours out of the glass
to brighten the night.
I watch the path before my keeper
and take away his fear.
The hardened heart is softened
when it holds me near.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
I wish I was a puppet
I'd just take out my stuffing
I wish I was a statue
I'd just carve myself to my liking
I wish I had a disease
one that killed my appetite
I wish I could trade my time
for a different appearance
More than anything I wish I could
cease to care about outer looks.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
Came home again today
monotonous words were ritually exchanged.
She's always chipper and he's always severe,
I no longer feel at home with him near.
Do some things out of obligation,
avoid some things with procrastination,
do my best to avoid aggravation
by focusing on product accumulation.
Then watch some TV
though I find it boring,
it passes the time
and distracts from reality.
Get drawn towards the pantry
the fridge calls my name
I eat because the alternative
seems impossible, so I'm put to shame.
So I give in, as usual,
then feel disgusting.
Wallow for a while, then
get on with life.
Wait for the cycle to
take over my mind and body
again.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC
I never say what I really mean.
First I'm fat, then I'm lean.
I like to talk at an ambiguous stranger
sometimes I can only boil with anger.
I get cut short in an argument
then I doubt the things I really meant.
Cruel people come across my path
but never directly release their wrath.
Sometimes I linger a little too long
on stuff when I get it all wrong.
But life's just too short to stay stuck in a rut
so sometimes I've got to let go and give in to my gut.
P.S. I have an after thought
I'd like to acknowledge that though I've sought
to abide by instinct instead of sorrow
it's really more of a dream for tomorrow.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 8:49 AM UTC
Haha, go against the grain.
Oh no, what if they think you insane?
But really, it's just for the love of the game
And honestly, who's gonna remember if you're lame?
An inner dialogue familiar to us all
but it's so far from the right way to overcome a wall.
We shouldn't be asking if the risk is worth the fall,
but rather if we ourselves are done with trying to be tall.
Strength and courage doesn't come from easy-won success,
but in the ability to admit to the fact that you're a mess!
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
It comes back with a vengeance
when I least expect it.
Last time I was able to survive
but now I can't figure out how to feel alive.
When it comes back it warps my heart
and makes it harbor shame in every part.
Then I think of you, how you loved me
even through my misconception of my identity.
This disease comes and goes but can't control
my canter with the One who bought my soul.
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC