How dare
You lay there and be
So peaceful

Force yourself
Into my
Life
But never
My heart

I think the words
Rest in peace
Should be said
To the living,  
Not the dead.

I let myself
Slip away
Softly
Gracefully
Eternally

It could
Only be this type
I believe in only
Falling in too deep.

Who stole my thunder,
Who christened the ground with their footprints where mine should have been?

The holy heat of my words spreading up your spine, kissing your fingertips with friction...making the hair on your arms rise.
I could make you say amen but the sound of your rain is prayer enough.

Blessed is the air that graces your skin between touching and going...the light that you bring and leave with

You never stay but God the intensity is shocking

I could
Easily be
Without you,
I just
Wouldn't be
As full.

I listened to the rain
Whisper back all
The secrets I've ever told it

I saw it cry in streams
And fall into puddles
As I have

I've felt the rain become
As cold as I once let myself be
And as harsh as I could have been

I probably should have spent
More time reflecting on myself, been more like rain.

Been more see through,
helped others grow more. I don't know maybe life would have been more colorful

I used to write
My secrets in the sand,
Knowing they would never stay
Long enough to be told.

I used to just swim,
pulled my hair up and never
Really tasted the salt that foamed
After the crash.

I've ran in the sand,
Sure, but never have I
Ever let it smooth my
Skin into what it could be.

Before today, I've never
Let the current take me
Under and feel what it's like
To always come back to something.

I think about the first car I'll ever have,
The Mustang on the side of a highway I've traveled on thousands of times.
And the car I'll be leaving in, on a highway I've traveled on a few thousand times.

What heals
The burn in the
Back of your
Throat?

She eats poison
For breakfast hoping
That tomorrow,


Well
that there isn't.

I hope they
never look
quite the same
as you

I know what
he likes to be called.
But instead I call him
by what he is and though
he doesn't know it,
it's the truth in
my words that he loves.

I don't know
Why I do this to myself,
Over and over again.

Why I keep telling
Myself that I will get
What was promised.

I should know better.

I hope there is a heaven
I hope it was swift
I hope you were not in pain.
I hope there is forgiveness
I hope there is peace.

Death feels
Like nothing
It is the pain
That feels like
A hollow heart
An empty stomach
And the shock
That comes
From never hearing
their voice again

The hardest thing
About love
Is that it isn't harsh.
All emotions
Are used like poker chips
And we care
So **** much if
We lose.
But if its the real kind,
Love can't be lost.

I am
Always there, but
Where were
You?

We aren't
always
The problem

The stars have been a little brighter,
The night doesn't look as dark as it does blue.
I stop sleeping with a light on,
In fact I sleep more often because I'd rather sleep than anything else, they aren't just naps anymore.
I stopped telling people I don't trust how I really feel and they begin to be answered in short.
Close doesn't seem enough to want to be close to anyone
He doesn't answer back as fast or want to confide
I don't want to push,
I want to breath.
Clothes are a little looser than before, and eating meat is eating too heavy.
They don't call much

The way he
loves makes a tsunami
look like a stream

Stop getting so
excited,
this is when
you let yourself
down

You do what
you have to.
Even though part
of you dies a little

So many children
are products of science
So few are
born from love

He
Is so
*******
Full
Of life

Love looks
Like the spaces
Between his fingers
Being filled
With mine

Feels like

Looks like
Is

Different

I worry about you
When I can't hear your voice
And even more when I do hear it.

I worry about you
When the silence stares me in the face,
And especially when you fall apart.

I worry about you love,
When we don't sleep together
And you haven't checked my messages

My god I worry about you so much
That if I didn't I might as well
Do what I promised you I never would

I would let myself fall apart
And let myself be sad
I would let myself be unhappy-

Over someone I love so much
That when we don't talk I feel less full.
Somehow I feel less myself

Sometimes I worry about how it would feel if you ever left...
But mostly I worry that you worry about me the same

I hope your days
Are beautiful
And nights are
Filled with dreams

Prison has
Four walls
Several cells
And a warden.
This house is a prison.

I think
About dying
a lot

Small moments
Of grief break
The happiness
I had to beg myself
To feel

She's everything-
I used
To not be.

I am taught to
Aim high
But I believe in the dirt
Under my nails
Telling me to stay grounded

How lovely these
Small things are
A thought
Then consuming
Your mind

I love chaotic
Things
Each bit of me
Messier
More unmanageable
Than the rest

Where is home
When the air feels better
Than being held.
All things considered,
This house isn't it.

Maybe I just wasn't
Meant to settle

I wonder if the
Stars can read my
Lips when I pray
To them from my window

The problem with insecurities
Is that it stems
From things we don't
Think we have

I’m in love
With being good
For myself
And mine

he says
how dare you doubt me
I reply
*how dare you give me no reason to trust you

Sometimes
I crave to have
The truth
I know when
It is not mine

Where do the lies
Fall after leaving your tongue?

It feels so complete
To be holding my own
Hands
To be the warmth
My soul craves

W a nn a  
g o
w a nn a taste the open   r o a d

l e t  strangers look at me f u nn y
want to catch this t r i p

wi t h you

wanna be a mess
           have my feet on the dash
b e  s o me  w h e r e  o p e n

four walls could
never be a home
if my soul is sick
and my mind is tired