I am standing on a hill
Where city lights become
Fireflies that lead me home
And stars are night lights for
Those who are afraid of their
Thoughts that only come out
After the sun has set
And I am trying to think of
All the times when
Words didn't work
And all the times
I used pain to remind myself
That I am still alive
And all the times
I let people
Break my heart
Just so I could feel
Something
And I think I have
Kissed more bottles than people
But either way I still end up
Drunk on the idea of love
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
We were made to roam every corner of this earth, to become nomads whose homes are inside each other.
Our hearts are too curious to be kept in this cage made of bones.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
He caresses her palms so often
And kisses her on the forehead
The way she likes since her parents
Never gave her the love she wanted;
It's as if he could erase the scars
That has been permanently carved
Inside of her for so long.
As each kiss lands on her skin
She forgets the the wounds are so deep; his touch is strong but it is tender and with each graze
Her pain starts to wash away.
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
And in the end, I fear I will be nothing more than a name.
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
The night terrors have gotten worse now
And it’s been so long since I last slept
The thought of rest is starting to sound surreal
Yet every time my lids grow heavy
This nightmare becomes reality
My greatest fear becomes my fate
In dream after dream I am forced
To see myself die, each night in a new way
Over and over I witness the end of my life
This does not scare me for I fear not the reaper
But another detail never changes
It is what I see as I draw in my final breath
This mirage of my mind stands at my side
Though she’s always just out of reach
Her eyes telling the tale of heart break
This nameless woman bears my child
For my greatest fear is not my death
It’s leaving behind the family that I never met
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 9:23 PM UTC
We burned our love
To the ground
In the ashes
We are found
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
I like red roses because
I think they are pretty
Just like every person
On this earth right now
Except me,
And I know I promote self-love
But I have so much self-hate.
Well maybe one day
I will feel beautiful,
But for now I will help you
Instead.
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
I lost myself
In my own world
Where my thoughts
Are murdered
With unspoken words
Where there's a war
Going on
Between my body
And my soul
Where I try to
Scream and shout
But there's just no way out.
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 8:47 PM UTC
A cloud rumbles from above,
Rain drips and drops.
Each water molecule falls,
Crashing into rooftops and window panes, slipping through leaves, landing on gravel.
One lands onto an open page of a book, half-read and abandoned.
Ink begins to run, words blend together to form the unspeakable.
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC