growing out my bangs and my hair
so i can feel less aware
of the empty spot next to me
where you used to be
losing weight, lucky me
numbers i always wanted to see
at least i'll put space between you
and the me you knew
the new me in the mirror
she sees things a little clearer
without your fingerprints on her skin
almost out of the mess you left her in
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 4:59 PM UTC
our relationship is a bittersweet memory
beginning and middle sweet like honey
the end, suffocating like hazy smoke
now even the sweetest parts make me choke
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 4:54 PM UTC
i miss the me i was last week
no, more than weeks
i miss when i was so happy i could barely speak
in my favorite town with my chosen family
i'll move on from memory, eventually.
i miss the me that had a plan
a future, a focus
it slipped through my fingers like sand
i'll figure it out, eventually
but right now i'm mourning what i never got to see.
i miss the me that had you
it's national girlfriend day
did you know that too?
i'm not a girlfriend anymore
i'm not your girlfriend anymore
seeing everyone's posts makes me feel a little sore.
i'll get over it, eventually.
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC
I thought you were the Sun
And I, Icarus
Your warmth burned so sweet
Till I became undone
You are so human
With failings and flaws
I failed to see
Blinded by your gaze on me
You were a false God
And I, your most devout worshiper
Sang your praises and thought you sang mine
Now I just mourn all my wasted time.
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 1:51 AM UTC
sometimes my problems feel so big
like they'll just about swallow me up
but sitting among the sycamore trees
makes me feel like i'm good enough
i can tell the trees all my secrets
whisper them into the bark
the leaves and the branches won't tell on me
even after the forest gets dark
the forest is filled with magic
a quiet magic most cannot see
i hope that the power residing here
also has a home in me.
Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 12:57 AM UTC
If he is the Sun
I am a lizard on a desert rock
Basking in his glow
Will he bathe me always in his light
Warming me for life
Or will he leave me to an eternal night?
And if he is the Sun
Am I an Icarus?
If I get too close will he scald me
Or will he be merciful that god he
Will he let me fly beside him
He, the Sun, the most heavenly body
If he is the Sun
Perhaps I am the Moon
Recycling his light, his spark
Using it to cast my own into the night
Could the Sun love the Moon?
If he is the Sun, I hope he might
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 2:43 AM UTC
my heart aches
when i think of your face
but only because of the could've beens.
what could have been if you'd liked me back
what could have been if we had dated
what could have been if you loved me.
i ache and mourn those could've beens
because my heart thinks they should've been
but they weren't.
May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 7:44 PM UTC
i want to know what it is to be
fully enamored with a person
to breathe them in completely
to be totally enveloped
in their being.
Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC
i wish i understood
the physics of your smile
how forces of motion
push the corners up
against gravity.
if i knew
maybe i could produce such a smile
or at the very least
get to see light refracting
in your blue eyes.
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC
i despise being pigeon-holed.
seeing myself through the circular looking glass
having one singular personality trait
based solely on my physicalities and class.
cute.
that's my descriptor
has been since I was a child
but I would walk miles to escape that word.
i am as multi-faceted as a kaleidoscope
i need no rope from another to pull myself
from the ashes of my failures
do not question my abilities because I have the eyes of a doe
or the body of woman.
i can move mountains with my hands and create worlds with my fingertips
hours of song can escape my lips
riddles and mathematic equations lay not in my hips
but in my mind.
i despise being pidgeon-holed
for my worth does not equate to my weight
and the space I'm allotted on this Earth does not count my appearance as a deciding factor
my strength as a human being does not relate to my gender
so you need not distract her
for she has goals ranging up to the sky
and down to the bottom of the sea
I am a woman and I will be free
of being pidgeon-holed.
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC