Someone,
help me.
Please.
They've replaced my blood
with anesthetics,
I
CAN'T
FEEL
ANYTHING

No one ever stays
Silly me,
Thinking you would
Be an exception

You peeled back all of the rotten layers of my existence
Until I laid bare before you
And you planted kisses on my skin
And in those moments I felt seen
I felt understood
I felt loved

I was too stupid
I let myself soar too high
And I let you in
Only to say goodbye

I am defeated
As I lay myself bare
I have nothing left to give

from the first date we went on
i knew that i loved you
adventures awaited
we shared all of the best views.
i think of our memories
and how they're a full lifetimes worth.

and since you've been gone
i've lost all motivation
the house that i live in
rests on shaky foundation
your love was the last thing
truly keeping me down on this earth.

And as time passes on
i know you'll forget all about me
the love that we shared
just a whisper of memory
you'll move on with your life
and leave me behind in '24

we had plans for our future
and the rest of our lives
ready to take on the world
and whatever problem arise
it just kills me to know
that I can't call you mine anymore

Anyone else feel like they're
dreaming their lives away?

Anyone else sick of sleepwalking
through every day?

Loving you is killing me
But darling it's okay
Because I wouldn't have it
Any other way.

I cannot tell,
Is my world falling apart
Or falling into place.

Oh, Aphrodite I pray to thee
Find someone for me to love
And bring their heart to me.

A poet is an extraordinary thing
made entirely of feelings,
ink,
one too many thoughts
but not enough sentences.

We always complain about our lives
The lack of things we've done and seen,
But sometimes we forget to remind ourselves
That we are living someone else's dreams.

Ask for a planet I'll give you a galaxy.
Ask for a word I'll write you a poem.
I will do anything to see you happy.

Best way to avoid goodbyes?
Don't say hello.

I will always pick and chose
Which battles I fight
And you will
Never
Be
One of them.

You tried so hard to be a poet
But you became a poem

I think that often times
The most beautiful people
Are the ones who see beauty in
Everything but themselves.

Je vous souhaite de beaux rêves et les moyens pour les atteindre

Before you walk away I want you to know,
you were my hardest goodbye and my favourite hello.

People say,
Be happy,
But for me,
Happy doesn't write
Good poems.

Being alone
Makes me feel less lonely.

My ink starts to bleed
as I sit here with
tears rolling off of
my cheeks.
My words telling stories
of heartache and pain.
Maybe as it bleeds and
washes away,
it will take the pain with it.
If only...

It was the blooming of madness
that destroyed us all
in the end

It was the blooming of madness
that destroyed us all
in the end.

I am nothing but a bottle
filled all the way to the top
just waiting for the flood inside me
to sweep me away.

She kept making herself smaller,
Putting herself into a box
To try to fit into everyone else's world
Silently praying that one day
She would come across someone
That would open her up

And suddenly
I was on the verge of
Breaking down for
No reason
At all.

With each passing day,
You slip a little further away from me.
So as I sit here in the nights alone,
I do everything I can
To keep you in my mind
Because losing you would not only
Break my heart,
It would break me.

Who would've thought
That the person to break my heart into
Thousands of pieces would be
Me.

You say you will break my heart
But I don't care if it breaks
As long as it's broken by you.

How stupid of me.
To think that something good
Could stay and be mine.
How stupid of me
To think that I deserve to be loved,
How stupid of me to fall so hard
So fast.
Cause almost everything that falls
Breaks

If the demons
Are sitting on your lungs
And stealing all the air from you,
I will put my lips to yours
And breathe life back into you.

Late last night
I learned that
Even a broken heart
Can break once more.

How is it that
You have broken my heart
A thousand times over
Yet the sound of my name
Rolling off your tongue
Makes me weak in the knees?

Never assume
A beautiful soul
Is not a broken one.
Sometimes the people
Whose souls shine the brightest
Are the ones that are that way because
Of the light reflecting off of
The sharp broken pieces
Of their heart.

My pen breaks through the paper
The burden of my words
too heavy for it to bear

This friendship is dead,
the only thing left to do,
is bury it.

I swear that in that moment
The sun could've been burning out
And I would never have
Noticed.

As the butterfly fades
So does my promise.

Your words were poison.
But I drank them anyway.
Your touch on my skin,
Almost a week later and I'm
Still trying to wash it off.
I thought you changed.
Fool me once shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me.

The world is my canvas,
But my hands are shakey  
I have the wrong brush
And my colours aren't clean

The sky is crying
And so am I

People are meant to live in your heart
That's why your heart has chambers.

I will change the world
One poem at a time.

I'm choking on the tears
That I am unable to shed

I don't blame you for not choosing me.
Why choose something broken and damaged,
When you can have something beautiful
And whole instead.

It isn't fair
What happened to you
But the worst things
Happen to the best people
Our hearts are broken
You were a gift
And you will be missed
They say angels
Have beautiful voices
Well I know now that's true.
Fly high in the sky.
We love you.

As I stare at the clock
I begin to realize
That time waits
For no one,
If you wanted to spend time
With me,
You would find it.

Lately I've been sleepwalying through everyday
My life is black and white and I am dreaming in grey
Red letter day but I'm as blue as the sea
I'm falling fast, somoney please save me.

Everything was black and white,
And then I saw you in colour.