Eyes
They follow me
Even when alone
I can't mess up
I must be perfect
Eyes
They've become lenient
They watch me
But not when I'm alone
I have some freedom
Not a lot
Eyes
They stopped watching
They're gone
I can do whatever I want
With limits from
The outside
Eyes
Hidden
All
Around
Me
I thought I was free from them
But they are my own demons
That will never leave
I can't mess up
I must be perfect
Because the Eyes
They are always watching.
Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 12:59 PM UTC
She was a thrifted sweater and denim and jersey knit sheets
Pizza breath and red wine and toothpaste
Alabaster skin and knotted hair and freckled shoulders
A tangible dream and my favorite good morning
She agreed to let me kiss her and I agreed to let her slip my shirt over my head before she became
Blood and tears
"I trusted you" and "I’m sorry"
Midnight poems and a drunk "I need you"
I’m afraid I loved you like the way I wrote
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 12:50 PM UTC
Check message
Facebook
Check message
Instagram
Check message
Send message
Wait
Check
Look;
When did relationships
Get defined
By a read receipt?
Will we
Now
Only measure intimacy
By a tweet?
What do we have left,
Why can’t we
Go back
To laughter
In a diner seat
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 12:48 PM UTC
I still cringe when I meet someone with your name
Your name
Like the slowest poison
It never leaves me
Just slowly eats away
Ah your name
How I wish I could eradicate it from my soul
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 12:46 PM UTC
My entire life,
I have been waiting.
For years,
Almost two decades now
I have been waiting.
Waiting,
For the better parts.
Waiting,
For the “soon”.
Waiting,
For my life to begin.
Because,
I don’t feel like I have lived.
In the nearly twenty years
I have been alive
And breathing
I do not feel
In any of those years
That I have been alive.
I don’t feel like a single breath
That I have taken
Has been real.
I feel as if
All these years
I’ve been stuck
Behind a window
Watching as my life unfolds
Before me.
I feel that
I have had
Zero control.
That I am in the backseat
Letting someone else drive.
That someone else,
Is writing on the pages
Of MY life.
But no more.
I will break that window,
I will take that wheel,
And I will write
My own pages.
My life has begun,
And now -
I’m in control.
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 12:43 PM UTC
Have you ever felt the silence?
The silence that drags you down,
into to the dark void where everything feels... empty.
The emptiness makes you gasp for air and wish you could turn off your mind.
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 12:35 PM UTC
she accepted people’s bad behavior,
because she thought,
they went through difficult things.
yet, she invalidated her own feelings,
even if she knew what she went through.
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 12:35 PM UTC
Inspiration
It's what helps to write
A poem
A story
A letter
Inspiration
Where are you
I've been looking
You're hiding
Inspiration
I know you are near
I know you are far
I know you exist
Somewhere
Inspiration
Fall onto me
Breath into my heart
Bring words to my head
Let me share you with the world
Inspiration
Come to me
Give me power
With my little words
Help me grow
And share
Experience
Inspiration
Inspire me
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 11:23 AM UTC
I drew this for you
My dear
To express how I feel
What you mean to me
Are you lost?
I thought a picture was worth
1,000 words
Oh I forget
There are no words
For how I feel
The complete opposite of love
Bitter hatred
You shouldn't said those
Few but strong words
That hurt to this day
If only you had noticed
It was painful
How much you hurt me
But I forgive you
For now
I had my payback
You can see it in the picture
The dead flowers
Sitting beside a nameless gravestone
You know who's here?
I know I do
And I know you'll never read this poem
Because this grave...
It's for my sanity
It's for my pain
It's for a life ended
It's for...
You
Then next is me
See you in hell *****
Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021 at 12:57 PM UTC