Hello my dear
this is just to say
that i ******* hate you.
You
You
You treat me like ****
your words are like knives
and every single one finds its target
because i trusted you
because i believed you
but that does not make it my fault.
No sweetie pie, this one's on you
You
You
You are a monster
you reek lies through your skin
you secrete fake love
and you are lower
than the ****** on the corner
you are even lower than
the blows that you deal to me
because you broke me
like i was made of glass
and i kept coming back
and i blamed myself
but this round goes to me
because every time that
you thought you brought me down
you just added another layer to my skin
you made me thicker
you gave me strength
but i will never thank you
now it's my turn to break you
now it's your turn to run away crying
and when you come back apologizing
i will slam the door in your
putrid little face because you
you
you
you are not worth my time
you were never worth my time
and i don't give a **** what you say
because i'm not your ***** anymore.
i'm not yours to **** dry and push away.
because you took too **** much
and now the pain that you gave me
in return is
coming
back
around.
Hello my long lost love
you
you
you better stay lost
because this is just to say
that
we
are
done.

you are slender and sleek
your hair as black as night
and when you were smaller
you and teddy used to fight.

we named you after citrus
because you were so sweet
then you had a **** ton of kittens
which threw us off a beat.

I keep my door closed at night
so that you don't disturb me
and when you *** in my closet
It's pretty **** unerving

We really should get you declawed
sometimes you make us bleed
but if we have an infestation
you're the one we need.

One time we gave you the wrong food
not on purpose, i am sure
but then you farted in my face
and then you were abhorred.

I promise that i love you
even though you're such a ****
just because you're my cat
and i'll always be your nerd.

when darkness falls
so does shadow
the veil of perhaps
washes over you and
imagining leads you to fear.
your mind starts to play games
with your eyes
you see monsters
in your closet and
under your bed.
looking is not seeing
but they seem the same
so what you thought you glimpsed
sends shivers down your spine
your pupils dilate
fight or flight
because no matter
what your parents tell you
the blankets won't protect you
and the monsters
are
real.

Am i too young to die
or is that not my choice

I do not fear death
but i do not welcome it with open arms

I am too young to die
but then, isn't everyone?

Long table laden in lace
mismatched silverware
chipped plates
cloth napkins and crystal cups
beneath a canopy
of knotted branches
framed between two hallowed trunks
snaggled twigs cling
to lanterns and ribbons
strung across the foliage
for the Moonlight Feast.

When the sun sinks
the guests begin to arrive
with their flowing gowns
thin veils and hats
lace gloves
masked faces
shaped like wooden birds
slender heeled black boots
daintily stepping through grass
to find a seat
at the Moonlight Feast.

As they sit
drinking their wine
tittering through
frozen smiles
one man walks
wearing a frown.
the woman by his side
pale as the moon
hair like the sun
they sit at the head
of the Moonlight Feast.

They look nearby
at the less traveled road
where a young man
walks with not a penny
they run like wolves
on their hands and knees
and strike him down
limb from limb
he is torn
and brought
to the Moonlight Feast.

The frowning man
gave a toothy smile
and as well did his queen.
The guests all ate
of the flesh of a beggar
who they slaughtered
alone on the street.
Their titters all turned to
shrieks and howls
while the moon shined bright
over these Moonlight Beasts

Giacomo Casanova
**** of the 18th century
But he loved the person
More than the *****
'Spoiling' virgins
As if it was one sided.
And not bothering to suppress his
Love
For both human
Anatomy and the
Human heart
When he was done
With you, there was no break up
No casual washing of hands.
He would hook you up
with some rich bloke
He didn't throw you
Into the trash
He threw you through
The top window of
The palace
Where's my Casanova?
Why can't I be
******
And
Loved
Why would I be the
****
When it takes two to
make love.

Wind blows the wrong way
Thunder and lightning rumble
Rain pitter patter

Laying In a puddle
Of blankets on a lake
Eyes full of stars
Like the sky before her.
Her toes dangle and ripples
Disrupt the starry reflection
Names, places, patterns race
Through her mind, faster
Than the sped of light.
This moment stretches on forever.
Space can be infinite, but time cannot.

Sometimes she wishes for a new
Set of stars above her.
A new body, a new life
A new start
She wishes on stars that shoot
across the sky, for
A purpose.
But stars are just ***** of gas on fire
There is no magic in science.
Sometimes she forgets things on purpose.

When she dreams, she dreams in constellations
And in the color of the fires that burn
in the night sky.
She meets a boy who sees stars in her eyes
And helps her make constellations of her own,
But as is life,
He grows tired of her stars.

Lying in a puddle
Of blankets on a lake
Eyes full of tears.
The sky full of stars fall
upon her eyes
And oh, they are
Beautiful once more.

Everywhere I look
another face strikes my fancy
another fantastic body
another dazzling wit
another amazing intellect.
Everywhere I look
I fall in love with
another great ***
another perfect sense of humor
another caring heart
another love interest.
Everywhere I look
I fall in love
with more beautiful people.

I see her.
That beautiful girl
with full lips
long wavy brown hair
and big eyes.
Her laugh
makes me happy
Her smile brightens my day
like the sun.
She is skinny
but not overly so.
She radiates the confidence I wish I had.
She is perfect
and beautiful.
She is the first girl
who I've fallen for.
If only
everyone understood
that there is no wrong way to love
then I would have a chance.