the leaves fall in fall
is it really that simple?
they change color too
Aug 7, 2021
Aug 7, 2021 at 2:46 PM UTC
i used to think love was free
when you came to me
but then you had your fill
and aphrodite came back with the bill
Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 10:18 PM UTC
step one.)
think. think of everything that people must hate about you.
step two.)
let it consume you until you forget to breathe
step three.)
drop microscopic hints to people that you're not okay
step four.)
breakdown when they don't get it
step five.)
make excuses for them
step six.)
fear that they do get it, but you just bother them so much that they don't care
step seven.)
stop talking
step eight.)
start overeating, or eating nothing (with practice, you may be able to do a combination of both)
step nine.)
watch tv until you fall asleep on the couch every night
step ten.)
don't shower
step eleven.)
go numb
step twelve.)
receive a notification on your phone that sends you spiraling into self loathing and wondering why the hell you did this in the first place because it doesn't make it better. it doesn't. it doesn't
step thirteen.)
feel selfish for even thinking about bothering anyone again just to satisfy your own stupid craving for attention
step fourteen.)
finally reach out
step fifteen.)
repeat steps one through fourteen. again and again and again.
step sixteen.)
die
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 7:36 PM UTC
i still wish you never showed me that song
because something so beautiful
shouldn't hurt me so much
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 7:44 PM UTC
how long
will this song
play on repeat?
when will they
hear it?
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
people don't label my pain
as real as others
but i promise, it's just as lethal
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 6:07 PM UTC
you aren't sweet
you're salty.
but i like to lick
the sweat from your
lips.
you aren't soft
you're sharp.
but i like the way
your nails feel against my
back.
you aren't loud
you're quiet.
but i like to sit and
just think with
you.
you aren't poetic
you're poetry.
but i like to write
you into
immortality.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 7:09 PM UTC
i play a song
full of dissonant chords
but i won't stop
until the last note
because maybe
someone needs to hear a song
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 1:31 PM UTC
used to think i was so wise
yes, my words were so clever
and now i stare at my demise
regretting my foolish endeavour
i thought my words could hold you
that they would show you my heart
but you just saw right through
my carefully crafted piece of art
Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 9:02 AM UTC
you weren't a
book for me
to read
you weren't a
movie for me
to watch
you're still being
written
you're still being
made
so am i
and i'm so sorry
for expecting
you to be
a finished product
when i sit here
on the
potter's wheel
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 10:30 PM UTC