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Dec 2018 · 200
Haven't felt euphoria
but they say it's notorious
with sympathy that disease.
That loves to seize
hearts and hold them captive.
That's pretty attractive
to take hold
and force a heart to fold.
Euphoria I need you
repair my smile
piece it together
even with cracked tile.
Whatever it takes.
Dec 2018 · 111
People dissolve feelings dissolve
I'll dissolve this city will dissolve
Those people with liquor
Those people with sticky lips
While with other sit and sip
They claim it is ichor
That runs through their veins
Liquor is just a chain
That grips their brains
At night into false blissfulness
But when sober they know sinfulness
People dissolve feelings dissolve
When will I dissolve
Will i dissolve before i find resolve
Will i feel unfinished in life
And left like a ***** knife
For sinners
To eat with over dinner
Aug 2018 · 117
a shattered poet on floor
he swore he'll do no more
if he throws his poems out the door
he's done for

He'll get back up,
but do no chase
As if some race.
"Pour me another cup."
Jun 2018 · 400
I can't make any plans
Time is not in my hands
I lost another one
That is a year done

Looking at eighteen
Feels like a crime scene
Made it nineteen
Thanks to caffeine

But mainly my friends
They pushed me to seek amends
My greatest committee
That never gave me pity

I can't make plans
Time is in no man’s hands
Neither mine nor yours
Now it's time to open my new door
Jun 2018 · 155
Turning out
Spring turning out
      A summer new
      With brisk dew
To a roundabout
      I'll soon be anew.
Jun 2018 · 390
"Come view this sight!"
Can I help myself?
She can help herself .
It's quite the night,
So let's slow down.
Am I fast?

I want this to last
I should ask around.
Hopeful you'll ask,
About this trick
Let's keep this chat not so quick.
Let's get going
But no need to stay distant.

I'm pretty consistent.
I'm bad at showing,
I care.
I know it's unfair.
Let's get tea,
maybe we'll see.
Jun 2018 · 244
Witty Summer Lane
In this pretty,
But little city
People won't praise you for being witty.

If I have a chance
To experience romance,
I know I've changed
For fate has prearranged.

Walking down this lane
Helps me realize I forgot the pain.
Of my past
So it passes me so fast

Look back down that alley
I know I want you to be my finale
This is to my unknown lover.
Will you discover
Me this summer?

In this pretty,
But little city
Where people won't praise us for being witty.
Jun 2018 · 302
Tipped Anchor
The shower rushes over
  He thinks he's dying                        
  He can't tell if he's crying    
But he looks at his flowers                    
Etched on his arm.          
He holds
That Rose
That Anchor and he knows                
“I must keep trying"
Jun 2018 · 231
As I lay under the tree
As I lay under the tree
Thoughts so deep and free
I wonder and wonder
Then ponder where you'll be

These thoughts
They force me to roll
All through the night
I know what you stole
And I want to know
Does he know

That you slipped in the sheets
With me to try and feel free
It's quite the feat
For you to never tell him
To “love” him

For I've gathered my fruit
As I lay under the tree
With my thoughts deep
As I ponder and wonder
If the truth sets you free
Does that make me the truth
Sorry for the spam this one just kind of hit me out of no where and got me in my feels. I'm just starting so if anyone can give me feedback that would be great. I wrote this from view as being used by someone in a relationship. To hurt the other and leaving me behind.
Jun 2018 · 168
Devout coy people
Devout people are truly trite
They peer in others
To see only light.
For they react like mothers.

Never doubt the gold
For as I know
“Nothing gold stays”.
To them I don't reap what I sow,
To them gold could never grow cold.

I do ease them into the night
When I show my light.
For those who take my gold
Adore my sight.
Jun 2018 · 131
Another dance
Knocking some back,
You know I'm not chasing.
I swear I tried to cut back,
But embracing
It's just in my nature.

So don't get attached
When we're dancing
So stop advancing,
Because I'm just glancing.

You'll wake to cold.
But I told you,
You'll wake.
So don't claim I'm fake.
Jun 2018 · 374
I'm naturally a ****** fool
Who’s an earnest tool
As I burrow through my coyness
Strangers leer upon me
I can feel there sorrow eyes daut me
For my precocity of intimacy.
For I don't lack legitimacy
I swear it to be.
I won't be the fool,
Who is the tool for the fool.
I just need to know if I'm minuscule to you.
Or am I more than I molecule to ridicule
I just need you to overrule my angst
By telling me what am I.
It's not natural
For beauty
To be factual
Who's duty
Is it to define
So I must decline
Your perpetual
Argument to define
The indefinable
This is based of a conversation I had with my coworker about beauty.
Jun 2018 · 121
I swear I don't regret
That beautiful brunette
Who was amused by my cigarettes
Where we an extoridany duet
But I can't help but be upset
When I see your silhouette
I still think of our sweat
On the first night we met
I swear you weren't a soubrette
I promise I won't forget

— The End —