his storm was over.
and i was sitting alone on a driveway
wet with rain and rough on my thighs
your hand was there to pull me up
and you reminded me of the sunrise
after a year-long night
365 days spent -
wasted
- on someone who left me nearly destroyed
but there was a single sprout of life left in me, a tiny lick of green to prove i was more than he could ****
and you spent long days and longer nights
nurturing that inside of me -
that sprout of hope that no one else could find
and i hope we're standing together one day
years from now
with your arm around my waist
and your face smiling a foot above mine
someone will ask how we got so lucky
and we will know the answer
you showed me sunshine when i knew
nothing but storms
you saw me at my worst and you stayed
when no one else did
you cared for me when I was all
anger and hate and sharp edges
you taught me how to trust again
until i was almost human
the sprout grew into a garden because of you
and all of it is yours
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
it is hard to trust when all I've known is betrayal
please don't be mad
when I can't roll over and play dead like a domesticated dog
when I'm static and stiff, keeping my distance with wary eyes
when I need constant reassurance or when the worry pierces my heart
and pounds off the walls
turning me grey
tugging at my hair
shaking my limbs until I appear to you as a hologram
a shivering image of a girl
with a bruised heart
and
stolen lungs
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC
Can you smell it on my breath tonight, Does the crescent moon reflect in my eyes
It's getting later and we're still in line
But I'm not coming down for a while
Can you hear it in my laugh tonight, am I too gone, in your cell phone light
Just Tell me now if I should fight
The thrill I took to feel alright
It's so cold out but I'm sweating
It's October, but I'm letting **** go
Ive fallen for other things and older people
Don't care if you know who I'm kissin
If you're offended, keep your distance
I'll worry bout other things and older people
Is it obvious I came here dead
Does it matter if this house is haunted?
Is it clear to you I'm not your friend
I want another one but he forgot it
I should be angry bout what I found out
I can't feel nothing when I'm this barred out
Don't want to start a fight, don't wanna come down
No one but me can hear this ghostly sound
Can you smell it on my breath tonight
Tripping on your front lawn
Does the crescent moon reflect in my eyes
Poppin in an empty barn
It's getting late we're still in line
Don't worry what I told my mom
But I'm not coming down for a while
Am I too gone
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
Am I really still the one who longs to understand your world?
There’s all of this evidence that you’re crazy, but the only thing it does is make me want to go insane, too.
Just to be like you.
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC
You love finding out who people truly are, but I love the version of them in my head.
Daydreams are so much better, though these days, you're dragging me out of my bed and into cars packed full of new people and potential.
We stay on common ground, live on bare minimums. With you, though, any kind of substance at all is better than my imagination.
You're better than my dreams, and that says a lot.
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 9:30 AM UTC
I’d like to see how things played out if it was just you and I.
No person standing guard between us, no safety net if the conversation falls. I want it to be raw and honest.
I want to know how you feel about me. I want you to know how I feel about you.
I want to break everything down until we can see straight to our cores, because like you always said: once you hit the bottom, you can only go up.
Let’s build something from nothing.
Let’s be brave enough to try
Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 5:05 PM UTC