dylan

dylan Jan 2019

I want to be your cigarette.
Be the smoke that fills your lungs.
I want to linger in your breath,
and stain your fingers.
I want to be the taste you crave,
and the bud you kiss every day.

dylan Jan 2019

Moving On

My glass heart turned to stone.
Your last chance - Just got blown.
So, please don't try and phone.
When you see how much I've grown.

this was my very first attempt at poetry

dylan Jan 2019

INSOMNIA

nothing
is
louder
than
the
sound
of
my
thoughts
running
through
my
mind
at
3am

dylan Jan 2019

resilient

I wandered deep into myself
and used all the broken pieces
you left behind to build a
wall no one can ever break again.

dylan Jan 2019

RICH

You can never be as rich as I am,

all you have is money.

I have so much more
than just
MONEY

dylan Jan 2019

Scarred

I find it funny,

the way you operate.

running away from love,

so you don't feel lonely.

dylan Jan 2019

we broke up

.
.
.
now I tell
my journal
.
.
all the things
I used to
tell you.

.
.
.