bending and b r e a k i n g under your thumb
only waiting to be
tossed, turned,
even slammed in the waves
of your empty promises.
hate lives in your stomach
f l o w i n g out like lava with
lies and insults
burning into my bones.
i'm grasping
for a safety net,
only to drown in
my own tears.
how long will it take
for you to
fall?
t.m.v
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
i think you say things
to explain the chains
around your thoughts
that constantly tend to tighten
around your neck.
to find a reason
for pouring love into him
even though he poisons you
with only hate.
to make sense of how
you still feel his hands on you
searching for the way you
will never feel.
to see if what you feel
will just disappear
because you can't bear
to feel it.
i don't say much.
t.m.v
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
although i grew
so secure and stable,
i'll always know
you were the one
to rip me from the ground.
but,
with the fall
of fresh kisses and moments,
ill remember how to
thrive again.
still,
i can't go back to
you.
t.m.v
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
my body was not made
to be loved on occasion,
but to be devoured by warm hands
and grasped by sharp features.
you were meant to love me,
to be my savior
in times of indecision
or constraint.
now you are but a whisper
in a world full of screaming children,
waiting for their mothers to come
home.
t.m.v
Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 7:04 PM UTC
why is it that we have to pay for our
mistakes,
insecurities,
education,
actions,
thoughts,
and emotions,
instead of some expensive
underwear?
t.m.v
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 10:03 PM UTC
even though i was told
that true love exists,
i think someone made it up
just to be held at night.
t.m.v
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
i wonder,
is he leaving?
steadily becoming a memory,
causing me to cling to now.
no one told me
that i would hear it in his bones
or in the way he'd say my name.
but they did say to love,
because in one second he could be
gone.
t.m.v
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
I wonder if you know
how much it hurt
to be buried in intuition.
pure, untaught knowledge
without a single doubt of feeling.
I lay before you like
your open palm,
waiting for you to grasp
the concept of my love.
instead you left,
like the tear escaping my eye
and rolling down my cheek.
t.m.v
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
I bet you are
most honest at 2 am
with your hair tangled
and body buried in sheets,
while your veins
spell out who you are.
t.m.v
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
intoxicating.
my mind races as your
hands caress every inch
of my being,
twisting right
but going wrong.
like the blood beneath
my skin,
I burn for you.
then it is over,
and I am left
alone.
t.m.v
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 6:43 PM UTC