I like short poems
because they reflect life
Killed in an instant
Born in the next

You're happier aren't you ?
I know there's always someone new
I don't allow myself to look at any of your photos
I don't need evidence when I know the truth
Just know, I'll be waiting for you
Happier if you ever come back

If I were to hold your hand in my long skeletal fingers
Hold you tight against my thin body
Kiss you with my chapped lips
Whisper to you in a hoarse voice
Would you stay then ?

The things we do for love
Aren't the things we do for others

LUST
I've been touched by someone else
I felt nothing
Curiosity grew into lust
Lust faded away into nothing
I felt nothing
Is it me
Is it you
Is it nothing
Have you been touched
Have your thighs been spread
Has your mouth been opened with a searing kiss that made eyes blink back
HATE
I think I loved you
Is what it was
Now I don't know what it has turned into
love
I'd rather not say anything on the subject except for one thing
It's a fool's errand for a king to give something that only belongs to him
And I don't know which one I am
Longing
But I don't miss you
I really don't
Only for today

Each time you break me
I feel a little more alive

You are not new
These feelings will never fade
Just be replaced with someone else
I'll watch from a distance like I do
Too scared to say a thing
But too stubborn to let go
That's romance for me

I'm still scared of you

Nightmares are my only consolation after seeing you again
Dreams are my torture when I don't

You're on the tip of my tongue
But I can't remember what I'm suppose to feel
Like something important I forgot to do
Only it's been a year of this feeling

We're all made of that same cosmic dust
All of us are made of each other
Linked to our very fiber of being
So you still carry a part of me as I do you
In the galaxies of moons and planets
We still are one

Make me laugh after I cry
Every day
Just at least once in forever

When I was a kid and scared of thunder
My mom use to tell me that lighting was God taking pictures
The static of our palms meeting is a lot like lighting
Never knew pictures could ****

The hype of living
makes me not want to live

I would steal the light of all the stars in the sky
Just so I could those eyes light up

I tremble when you are near
Since you remind me how easy it is to break me

1 **Live

Be my wings so I can rip them off
Be my wings in order for me to fall
Be my wings to stop me from flying  
And I'll be your ground to let you go

A flashlight covers a wide range of subjects
A laser hones in on one
You covered me with your entire body
But you only took my heart
I'm stuck in the darkness
Without you by my side
Why must you be my only source of light?

I have nothing left to write about since you became nothing to me
There goes all my poetry

You

I have butterflies inside my stomach
Whenever I talk to you
Only thing is
They have started eating me alive from the inside

Once a boy danced,
And danced and danced
To the music of his own heart
He was not particularly skilled or good at all
But he felt joy when he moved his body to any sound in the air
then another boy joined him in his dancing
though they never quite touched
The second boy was aloof in his dancing
His movements never quite as true as the first
He never got too close or too far
Kept the boy's eyes on him enough for him not to look at anything else
As if scared or shrouded in another emotion besides joy
The first boy never stopped dancing
not even when the second boy stopped
stopped and left him alone
He danced and danced and danced
His arms became a blur
His tears leaked and dried
His heart stopped
He kept dancing to no music at all

Let's write about something else
With words such as success,
school, friendship, family
just anything else
what is the point of writing if it's always the same thing
I erase and erase, the words won't leave
vampire, fangs, sauce, democrats, hemicorporectomy
anything else, please
it's laughable
I'm trying to avoid writing about the same thing
but it never changes

I like those carnivorous butterflies that eat you from the inside out
They look beautiful at first until you realize the red color of their wings isn't just for decoration
Their little mouths of sharp teeth are hardly noticable
But then you look down and see a hole in your body
and you ask yourself how you didn't notice it
You were too busy looking at the butterflies that  you didn't see them eat your heart out

Let's make a deal
If a roll a die and it lands on 6 I'll spill everything like one
spills blood if you angle it wrong
If I roll anything else I'll lock it away along with my insecurities
Boy never get tired of those

Rolls die and slow mo starts, with the camera zooming in on the cube as if the outcome actually matters

Oh look at that a 6
Guess someone is confessing tonight
Never said who I would spill it to

Hey lower being, time for reason 4562 of why I'm a terrible person

I was on the precipice of falling in love
And I turned away

I let people use me for my brain because that's the only time I feel important
I feel needed
Which is a lot more than I've ever felt from anyone
Especially you

Do you remember that Rose he got you for your birthday ?
Or was it Valentine's Day ?
It's a bit hazy
It looked so beautiful
...for an ordinary girl
Never been a fan of roses have you ?
So generic for a guy to get a girl a rose
He didn't even know you didn't like flowers
But you loved him nonetheless
After all, first boyfriends only happen once
So you kept that Rose , treasured it actually
It served as a memento of your time together
2 weeks went by, the soft petals remained
2 months passed and you got into a fight with him
But you stayed because you were too scared to loose him
The Rose grew and grew until its vines curled around you neck and choked the beauty out of you
It took the ambition
The purpose of your life
The dreams you once had when you were young
It's been 2 years and you're still with him
Working night shifts to keep him from giving up and take those acting classes
After he changed his major 3 times
It's been 2 decades and he comes home late
You don't ask why or dare ask yourself why you put up with it
There's a bit of lipstick on his cheek and you haven't worn any since the last time he took you out
8 years ago
You don't venture outside because why would you
What's out there ? More Roses to keep until they take something out of you too
You regret keeping that Rose and tried to throw it away
But its thorns stop you from even picking it up
They pierce into your skin so deep they touch bone
You do what you swore you would never would do
You swallow that Rose
Every thorn and every petal
You choke and tears come into your eyes
But you don't spit it out
You gulp it down and lie down
That's how they find you
Beautiful and dead

Let Heaven storm down upon us when you break me
And Hell lift us when I recover

Be the music to my ears
Just like you're the answer to my tears

Stop romanticizing love
It's how the word love has positive connotation in the first place

Be the angel in my devil's soul
I'll be the devil in your heart
Play my heart like a harp
While I toy with your mind
Lift me up to the starlight of heaven
And I'll drag you to the barren land of hell
Took me a while to realize,
that our roles are reversed

I wish I could talk about you
But there's nothing to talk about

I think if I was ever with someone
I would touch their eyelids
Or the back of their knees
Places that aren't regularly touched
To remind them that I'm different
I really am
I think

I look at you and I look at me
I wonder how we ever came to be
Both of us posses  bad eyesight and a slender figure
We both aspire to become something bigger
You left and I stayed
That is the story of today
But tomorrow holds something too
I will leave to a place far away from you