I kissed the devil for a brief moment of ecstasy
But lost my heavenly treasure.
And now I stand outside the gates
On my knees, one last time
Hoping You’ll forgive me once more.

i can't make my heart
stop loving you
so my mind creates a million
reasons as to why i shouldn't.

You’re my oxygen.
without you I cease to exist.

my eyes undressed you from across
the room and i fell in love but
little did i know that underneath those clothes
was a heart of stone.

i was simply the victim of your love.
while you were planning my funeral, I was waiting to die.

Invisible hearts hide the most pain
and visible hearts bleed the most in
front of a crowd of by-passers who can’t
see their blood pouring out.
Instead, their beating hearts become bleeding hearts thirsting for life, hoping for someone to give it.

Of the sweetest sound,
Heart captivated by you.
My strong warrior.

we love what we can’t
have until it’s burning
a hole in our hearts
and we play catch up
convincing ourselves
that we aren’t the devil’s advocate.
but we are.

for how long will you mourn
yesterday before you realize
that you're missing the best
parts of your youth holding
on to withered flowers
?

Can I borrow your radio while I shower?
I need to see the darkness before it slips away.

Don’t promise me the world if
you aren’t prepared to keep it spinning.

Don’t let me fall
if you aren’t prepared to catch me.

Don’t promise me sunshine
in the midst of the rain.


Above all:

Don’t promise to sew my heart back together
only to put a band-aid on it.

suicide isn’t an option.
suicide isn’t an option.
suicide isn’t an option.
but why does it seem like the only option for me?
surely there must be another remedy

If our love was a poem,

I’d frame it and place it

Next to the Mona Lisa

So that it will live on forever

Next to a  masterpiece.

My boyfriend just broke up with me.

My heart only beats when you’re near.
Because
I need help.
And
You’ve tattooed your name on my heart.

The cruelest form of heartbreak
I’ve ever experienced
Was loving someone
Who couldn’t love
Themselves long enough
To stay alive.
For me.

I wish I could tell you the cruelest form of heartbreak
But you are no longer here
To read this.

So ask me what the cruelest form of heartbreak
That I’ve ever witnessed
And I’ll tell you:
It’ s loving someone
Who couldn’t stay alive
Long enough to
Know her worth.

in this thing
called life
yet everyone
still tries
to make me
visible
just to
make me
d
di
dis
disa
disap
disapp
disappe
disappea
r

i'm underwater
drowning yet you
continue to fill the tank with water.

I sit in silence as the rain falls down the window pane--
each droplet more fierce than the last.
fragile footsteps embrace the threshold
and the rain stops.

Scattered little ants dread the earth,
aimlessly dancing amongst the shadows.
from these heights, the world drifts into dust.
what a glorious sight as I fall one last time.

sometimes the departure

from a broken relationship

is easier than the return of

discovering yourself again—

finding that little speck of hope

that is just enough to keep your heart

beating in the still of the darkness

when everyone and everything fades away.

but trust that the stars

will catch fire in your heart.

to love again and

to be loved so hard

that you don’t even think

about the brokenness of your past.

my soul sobbed
when you walked
away and left me
in the rain
that you created
with your
lies.

my soul sobbed
for one more
touch
but you
soaked everything
and ruined
my mascara.

my soul sobbed when
you walked away
and I all I could do
was let you.

a home full of misery is better than
a lifetime of pretend.
a step forward in the right direction
is better than a million steps
in the wrong direction.
a broken heart is better than
a lifetime with the wrong person.

I’d wait a thousand more years
than to live a lifetime wondering
if there is something “better.”

I'm done with love.

I always seem to get burned

for loving the most.