Ah DND, the wondrous world of fiction
While that may be nice for you
My favorite DND is do not disturb
That way when I don't get a response, it doesn't hurt as much
I haven't published in so long
I haven't texted in so long
I haven't been
I haven't done
Do not disturb
No one responds anyhow
Or reaches out
Well, of course when they need something
I was about to send you a song
And while I may not have self worth
I know you WONT be worth my time, or anyone else's
So I wrote this instead
And Alyssa if you're reading this
You aren't reading this
You aren't doing anything you want to
Other than make me hate you
So it " hurts less "
What a mess
With no one to clean it up
Who in the hell is moving our game pieces
We need someone new
I need someone that isn't you.
P.S. This wasn't right
hearing your voice
and hearing your name
brings back the pain
of what was yesterday
i found your coffee stained shirt
hidden deep in my drawers
and it brought back all those memories
of us at the corner cafe
and days where we’d sit along the bay
and count the stars
as we’d name them after our dreams
these days i find myself
trying to let the time heal eventually
all our memories
all our history
and all you meant to me
her eyes looked liked oceans were trapped there:
stormy and tortured
beautiful and captivating.
her was like ribbons running down her face:
smooth and flowing
stunning and graceful.
her smile was like flowers blooming in the Spring:
sweet and adorable
amazing and loved.
everything about her was lightning:
scary and sharp
intriguing and electric.
inspired by my bestfriend, who's been through o much that she deserves a poem about her.
We stole the night together
Held together by a tether
Telling stories as we went
With a list of movies we had to rent
We played with each other's hair
A quite inseparable pair
We shared all our troubles
Promising we'd be doubles
And we'd bolster each other's souls
Until our hearts burned down to coals
Then we drifted and we struggled
Battling demons that left us puzzled
Until we realized
They're easier to fight together
-hopefully your best friend
This is for my favorite person in the world
She drew happy faces all over my arms.
She drew smiley faces over my scars.
She showed me with ink and blue marks,
the answer is a pen, not a blade, to make art.
based on what happened today.
i'm just a small boy staring at a dead tree in the rain
wondering why love won't grow
//on love and her//