Enjoy
Reading this awkward ****
Have a room, & a chair to sit
Are you alone in there?
Do you need me? Or just some space?
If so, get off my face
If not, I need some other place
-the air'd be full of us
-the air'd be full of trust
-the air'd belong to us
-for the air'd be full of Lust
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 4:27 AM UTC
Apathy speaks my name
No one but every to blame
Too much anger, and you feel the same
Come with me
You must love to be insane.
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
sheets pressed against my skin
like the air was so heavy
my breath let it move
in dark swirls of black smoke
feelin my ribs
and my hips
with these cold hands
and then I'd want
to shiver again
where the skin's so thin
the cold soaks in:
I'm white.
and I wish
you'd be the only thing
I'd feel
tonight.
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC
I don't need anything
but empty words
to describe the very way
I'd rather want to feel
I don't need anything
but God
to convert my pain
in anger
I think I've had enough
I've had enough
I've had enough
I've had enough
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 4:44 AM UTC
He came to me
A shining man
Metallic swords
And endless chance
Paddling white horse
A silhouette in the beating sun
Golden rays brushing his shining sleeves
A dream unable to he undone
He offered his hand,
And off we danced
Twirling in the setting sunlight
Dipping and leading into the nights ascent
Under the sweet navy sky
Freckled with quivering white stars
In between the dark shadow trees
I fell in love, so hard and so high
Follows a morning sun
A valley of color and life
Noise, and time and sense resume
The perfect lovers day
But looking over
On the sweet sweet grass
He is not lying at the end of my love
He is walking to his mule
Wearing tattered clothing
His sword a gnarled rotting stick
Anything but shine
Anything but charm
"You are not my Prince"
I say to him
"I never said I was"
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 1:40 AM UTC
The ineffable satisfaction
To say it's all my fault
The sad joy I sense
Dreaming about my vault
I feel so full of thoughts
I let only a few in
If I'm willing to comfort others
I can't appreciate me, myself, my own skin.
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 1:38 AM UTC