i always loved the moon
she holds no prejudice
she keeps my dreams, my lies, my regrets
she doesn't dare tell the sun
the daylight bleaches my soul
i fear i will become nothing
i am nothing
but i forget about the daylight for a few hours
for now it is just the moon and i
the moon always loved me
and i always loved the moon
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
this city wraps me in cellophane,
i can never breathe right.
its harsh winds and harsh words beat me.
i wake up to the sounds of grinding metal.
i can't escape, as our unrequited love will never end.
the city that hates me for loving it.
the city i hate to love.
this city will always be black and white,
not to be softened by the innocence of color.
it must remain strong.
i must remain strong.
i must clock in and clock out.
enslaved in a life i never wanted to live.
in a city i never imagined i'd love.
trapped in a cellophane life,
in a cellophane city.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
poetry should flow freely from the ravine of your soul.
not to be kept by the guardian of your conscience.
true thoughts and innocence are muddled by a large vocabulary and overworked mind.
sit back and relax. allow your inner child to pick up the pen and write what you've felt all along.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 11:32 PM UTC
never write a poem
they show you're weak and naive
who wants innocence
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 8:42 PM UTC
i crave your love more than anything in this world
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 6:36 PM UTC
every time I blew out the candles, I wished for you
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 11:33 AM UTC
i want you to wander the unkempt garden of my soul
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 8:38 PM UTC
i want to kiss every inch of your tattered soul
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 5:11 PM UTC
i want you so bad.
for you are the moon and stars.
you are perfection.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 6:45 PM UTC