Some things
Come and go
Like life and death
Like inspiration
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 6:21 PM UTC
It's so quiet here
Sometimes I sit here
And wonder if the
Noise is any better?
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 6:31 PM UTC
Your eyes shine like a galaxy
Your nose so dainty and small
Your soft lips make me tremble
And my love, you have it all.
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 2:46 PM UTC
There's nothing worse than
Feeling exhausted at the end of the year
So tired that you can't function
And things aren't abundantly clear.
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 2:41 PM UTC
The day is coming near,
And I'm not sure if I'm ready
I'm doing what I can in fear
In order to keep my life steady.
The thought of walking
Onto that stage
The diploma I'll be grabbing
Proof that I've come of age.
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC
I'm running out of patience
Running out of hope
The last thing that I need is
To be hanged by a rope.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
I'm down on one knee.
In the background, good music.
Floor, littered with roses.
Perfect lighting, candles lit.
The love of my life.
Standing, in front of me.
A picture of beauty, stunning.
Beaming with joy, smiling.
I promise to make you happy.
To give you peace, for eternity.
To put you first, above anything.
So, I'm asking.
Will you make my dreams a reality?
Make me happy,
More than I could ever imagine.
Would you be my partner?
My lover, my significant other.
Would you be the one I wake up beside?
For the rest of my life.
Will you marry me?
May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
Why did you have to lie to me?
Did you not trust me?
What were you trying to prove?
Is it me you want to lose?
You make me want to **** her.
My vision's becoming a blur.
I'm getting murderous thoughts.
It's for you, I've always fought.
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
And now I know how it feels.
Now I know that stuff like this,
Doesn't heal.
I don't know what to think anymore.
May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 1:21 PM UTC
This is the wrong body
I'm not supposed to be like this
Why did my brain develop one way
It makes my soul dehisce.
I'm not who you see me as
Yes, not a girl
I am a man
Not a pretty little pearl.
But no matter how much I bind
My chest down to choking
My family buys me dresses
The dysphoria they're provoking
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 12:56 PM UTC