You've left me with only questions in despair.
Oh my do I just miss that hair.
Twisting my fingers into those beautiful curls.
Now, all you are to me...
is one big, repressed, memory,
If I ever heal internally...
You still wouldn't know.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
It's getting late but it never bothered anyone,
Or me, or you.
You're my dizziest day dream so don't hesitate to yawn.
I've been waiting so long so just before you leave just tell me I deserved it.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:38 AM UTC
What kills me most is you've made me lose my will.
I wrote about you everyday.
I haven't written for a month and 19 days.
My loss of will to smile,
and my loss of will to hope.
It's what kills me most.
I've lost my will to restrain from tears,
they burn with every inch as they run down my face.
I've lost my will to care.
I've lost my will.
I've lost my will to figure out how this broke me more than anything.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:26 AM UTC
It's all black and white here and,
and could I just have your number?
Because I stare off into space and think about
the times that we did those things, that actually
never even happened. But they could, and they won't.
I just think about you, and I think about me, if we'd ever be.
You're just a made up part of my mind, you help me sometimes.
and when I break my gaze, I'm alone again.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 2:19 AM UTC
If you don't feel loved after loving me
then you're doing it all wrong.
Take me or leave me I can't hang around here for long.
This is all of me and I give it to you...
That is something you must understand, something you must consume.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
These copper wires that hang from my head,
heat up so quickly, my mind is so sickly.
Can't be cooled until you've poured water over of my head,
that leaves me drenched only to be dried up again.
This slight evaporation. Oh what this head has done to me.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
You may not have been birthed in the soil,
and granted,
you will not blossom
when spring melts winters wake
but inside of you
grows a thousand gardens
full of exploding stars.
You are of the earth
and your ashes
have been constructed with stardust,
and set free with the wind.
So you may not have a pretty face,
and your body may hold stories
of too many moonless nights alone.
But if you reach inside,
you will find a forest
for a ribcage
and a restless ocean heart.
So don't ever let anyone tell you
you are nothing.
You are a galaxy
holding a million different planets,
and my dear,
that is not nothing.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
I can never say what I feel inside,
and it kills me tonight
'Cause I'm watching you with all of these words
but nothing comes to surface,
I kiss you off once again with words bursting from my eyes
with a mouth gone dry, and all I say is "goodbye".
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
Clear off the bed
and come lie next to me
or lie with me
or crawl under these sheets
and die with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this
Clear out your mind
and sink down low with me
or get high with me
or hold my hand
and lose some time with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this
Clean up your act
and fall apart with me
or fall, apart from me
or fall, a part of me
and take some time to cry with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this
Clean out your car
and run away with me
or run to me
or put it in reverse
and go back to the start with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this
Cleanse your spirit
and embrace this pain with me
or brace for pain with me
or take a moment to put me back together
and just be with me, with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could still get used to this
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 2:18 AM UTC