things around here have become somberly dull since you left. almost as if each day i wake i notice the colors around me are drained a bit more than the day before.
and despite me knowing that someday all hues shall return, when we once again collide like the supernovas we are...i can’t help but feel that for now life has lost all color.
W. Be
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 11:06 PM UTC
what do you see
when you look at me?
do you see the sunken in ribs
and the wilted heart
of a girl
on fire?
i have come to wonder if
i am just some
fascination.
something that boggles and intrigues,
imploring those to embark
on the journey
of pursuit
yet that is all i am,
a fascination.
and once discovered,
unmarked territory
conquered,
the fascination subsides
and behind the myriad
the mirage that you created
is just a sad girl
with a desolate frame
and a desecrated mind
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC
you are gold.
your light within shines so bright it’s blinding
like the moon in the sky,
you captivate all
a mystery
to be uncovered by yourself
and yourself alone.
you are composed of the stars and the dust and the planets and
the universe
you are everything
you deserve everything
never settle for less than what
makes your universe whole
in the most pure way
be you.
be bold.
W. Be
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 10:58 PM UTC
caught in the crossfire
between the beautiful colossal catastrophe of our love
rapid fire through my veins
like novacane
you numb me
tangled in silk sheets
with you pressed up against
me
skin on skin
my sweet escape
I’m in love with the love that we create
W. Be
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
you don’t really have
the stars in
your eyes
for they are actually the
fear of fate wrestling
in the wasteland
we call
love
W. Be
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
“be love” she said
the words rolling off her lips
like sweet honey down a
glass jar
he wipes the remnants from her chin and smiles.
peering
through the dusty window pane
opaqued by the loss of you
i muster the strength to look forward
as i always do
now the cobwebs have begun to clear,
and this glass will shine like
it once did
on a sunny Wednesday
afternoon
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC
like raindrops on the windowpane
the tears roll down my cheeks
softly pitter-pattering
on the earth below
i follow the trail of my tears
home
until i realize
i don’t have one
i resided inside of you.
W. Be
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 10:38 PM UTC
the word came out of your mouth
as sharp as a blade
and
easy for you to say
but hard for me to swallow
as easy for you to say
as it was for the three letters to
gut me from the inside
out
yes
i have come to hold animosity toward
the one syllable word.
my chest bursts open like
a black hole
******* every last bit of my happiness
away
gone into the never ending vastness
of darkness
i felt my lungs
collapse
but almost as if the word itself
had frozen my breath
as it left your lips
and with it went
my windpipe and lungs
you looked at me with those
crystal blue eyes
and my insides imploded, sending
each shard of ice
to poke and **** at my heart
just like
you.
W
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 1:07 AM UTC
the words scorch my throat
as i say them
no, not effortlessly
but jagged—sharp—staggered
like the rocks that sit
at the bottom of
cliffs
i am looking out at the pale
sea
i cannot differentiate
the water from the
sky
i find myself inching forward
looking at the solace before me
i let out one last deep breathe
then
i feel my feet go out from
under me
i fall into
the never ending beautiful abyss
of
peace of mind
W
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 1:01 AM UTC