I was taught that when it's over, to leave. Don't continue to water a dead flower.
The days I spent in the forest surrounded by echoing sounds of life around me;
I did not get to yell, I got to sit in silent tears.
Now the sea wants to take me and I am willing to drown.
Through all of this I have lost who I am
but somehow I've returned to you
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
everyday it breaks my heart that
i have stopped writing poetry
and everyday i wish i could put
pen to paper again
but there are no words to suffice
the way your body feels against mine
and there is no way to describe
how i feel when you kiss me
everyday i wish that i could write again
but i cant do you justice
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 1:52 PM UTC
around 8pm that night
my lips finally whispered the words i thought i'd never say
but your kisses
plucked my fears one by one
till i was bare and shaking on your mattress
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC
i should've told you
a day will soon come
that you will stop looking at me
with a glow in your eyes.
a day will soon come
where you'll look at me and think,
"why am i waking up in a bed full of thorns
when i could be falling asleep on roses?"
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 1:26 PM UTC
my longing for you is like the moon
the nights at 1am
when im wrapped up in bed,
listening to nothing but sad tunes
then it hurts,
oh it hurts,
to feel what I once knew.
Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 1:12 AM UTC
i remember how we would walk hand in hand
my fingers between yours loosely
like petals on a flower just waiting to fall off
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
I don't know what to call the feelings I feel for you
but
my head keeps telling me it's love.
I'm not sure if it really is ,
or if my ears just want to hear me say it
but my eyes don't want to meet yours
and my heart doesn't want to hurt again.
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
the feeling is stronger lately
and i notice your absence now
more than ever before
there's an aching in my lungs,
and a constant wave behind my eyes
reminding me of how swiftly you left me behind
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
around this time last year
i lost myself
somewhere in the snow outside
there are pieces of me, im sure
and my tears probably still lie
on that black fleece sweater
with the drawstring pulled out
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
how unfair it can be
for me to think of you
and you not to think of me.
while i stick around
playing your sick and twisted game
you do nothing but laugh.
you feel no shame
im never to know what goes on in your head.
while you are smiling you could be wishing you were dead.
i tried to make you happy.
i stayed for the most that i could.
me putting in effort was never worth as much as it should.
i may not know a lot
but if there is one thing that I do
it's that while you are thinking of me,
i am no longer thinking of you.
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC