i would compare you to a rose
but my english teacher said that poets shouldn't use that metaphor too much
so i'll compare you to winter,
or an overcast sky
ill compare you to every heart break,
heart heavy back breaking sob i would ever take
illnesses and bone breaks
but we know it's not you
if i can't use roses then what metephor is left to make?
in the end there's nothing i can say that could show you who you are
to me, or you, or friends afar
but one thing i can say that can make it clearer
is that you are finer than every single star
and maybe that is just as over used like roses and mars and drunk kisses at underground dive bars
but you ? what are you ?
you must be everything.
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 3:27 AM UTC
what happens when you're home catches fire?
what do you take? what do you leave?
my home is on fire and i cannot stay -
or should not.
but if i leave i let the memories die
i let the flames lick my future
i leave my loved ones to lie
why can't i be immune to this destruction?
i must be able to do something
say anything
please help me to put these flames out
because to let this place burn
is to let you go
Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
i wonder why i trusted you
or happened to enjoy it too
i wonder maybe if we do
how long til this gets back to you
love is short and love is quick
love can heal and love can lick
love maybe what we need too
how long til this gets back to you
hey there honey, hey there babe
hey there love of dead men's graves
hello baby i'm better you know
but my love for you oh how it grows
i hope your happy on your own
i hope you think about me too
i see you every where, i do
i hope that this gets back to you
how long til this gets back to you
i need this to get back to you
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 12:36 AM UTC
remember when we wished we could run away?
just up and leave, stuffing our bags full of anything we could find?
why didn't we?
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 4:19 AM UTC
if you'd like to
we could take a walk down some trails
find ourselves in nature instead of this tempered world
if you'd like to
we could watch tv or listen to records
about loving and fighting, kissing and biting
if you'd like to,
I could tell you every single thing I love about you,
And kiss every part too.
I could love you,
if you'd like to.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 4:14 AM UTC
I don't know where to start.
There isn't a current location in my brain,
And no final destination in my feet.
All I know is that I love it when our eyes meet.
I can't remember the first time you held my hand.
I can't remember the first thing this said to me.
But I remember the first time we laid side by side.
And when you broke my collar bone,
Apologies falling from your lips like the tears that roll each night for a hundred nights and more until I see you.
I dont know if it gets worse before it gets better,
Or if the sun will rise before I wake, but I do live in the fact that you'll be there when I do.
I long for the past like it was a good ex-girlfriend.
I wish I didn't take those 45 minute drives for granted.
I would've walked every mile.
What has been done has been done,
What will be done is for us to decide.
Forward, backward,
I don't care.
As long as you exist I will live like this.
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC
I dont really know why I though I changed
I'm back to my old useless, selfish ways
Crippling love, killing those I do
Slowly but surely there will be an end
I dont know if I can wait to see it
Living without breathing, I dont know what I want more
To feel
Or to be loved
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC
Doors, windows, all nailed shut
An overgrown lawn that hasn't been cut
In over a year, or maybe two
That's how long its been
Since I last saw you.
I walk on your porch
Cautious that the floorboards don't creak
Remembering you makes my heart weak
Because the time away from you
Has added years to my heart
And I really don't think that we can be apart
So I gather my strength, my hands start to shake
My fists squeezed so hard that my fingernails break
I clench down my teeth, my confidence is high
The more I wait, the more this plan goes awry
One more glance at my feet, and to myself I agree
I know once I knock my past is behind me
I raise my arm and knock on the frame
And realize that there was nothing to gain
For when opening the door, it seems it was never blocked
The door, this whole time, has been unlocked.
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 4:03 AM UTC
I don't know where you are
But I remember where you were
When you first touched me
Not leaving a mark on my skin
But a tattoo on my brain
I don't think I'll ever forget
How I could sense you from a mile away
The way you would crawl into bed
How you held me in your sleep
Instead of dreaming
Because we never had to dream
Our dreams were reality
Our reality
Like a movie
Each day was like a different frame
Our life was seamless
A perfect blending of happiness
Not even Scorsese could direct
Words turned to actions
And questions turned into promises
In the forms of affection and in rings
And rolling the windows down in the car
Because you liked the way my hair looked in the gust
I remember everything
Every memory
Every touch
Like stains on a white blouse I will never get out
You stained my skin
You changed my whole being
I don't think I could ever deny what we had
What we could have
Or what we were
Though you hurt me in more ways than one
I don't think i will ever get that tattoo removed
Because I will never regret loving you
And I never want you off my mind
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 3:51 AM UTC
I don't think I'll ever be content
With the way I look,
The way I sing,
The way I talk
Or walk
Or dress
Or run
But you are
I don't think I'll ever be okay with the way I hold in my thoughts
Or how I don't always look both ways before I cross the street
Or how negativity brings clouds over my head
But you don't seem to mind
I didn't know that I could actually be loveable
Until you showed me that even God loved Lucifer
Once long ago
You showed me how to love myself
How to speak with a gentle tounge-
To speak my mind and be heard
That even when I'm off pitch
You love my melodies
That even though I'm not content
You are
With every flaw, ever scratch, every fade
I now look both ways before crossing the street.
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC