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208 · Dec 2017
Heart Tattoo/Bad Teeth
bluevelvet Dec 2017
Bad teeth;

When I was young
I had bad teeth
But I was a glowing masterpiece

I cared and I
Worshiped people because
I knew the feeling of never being
Enough

Heart Tattoo;

Me today
I watch the sun fade
And I feel like dying

Is this life?
Is this all I have to offer?

You don't notice
Or care
But I bend and break
To show people I am there
bluevelvet May 2017
Paint a picture with your words.
Pain a picture of how much it could've hurt,
how much it would've been worth it.
Is it the beauty of the beholder
or just another line from a proof read folder?

Paint a picture of bluish swirls.
Paint a picture of how it twirls.
You could hold the world in your hand,
just give it a chance.
Do you want to miss that dance?

Paint a picture of what could be.
Paint a picture for your heart to see.
Don't look back,
just keep going.
People will try to bring you down,
but don't ever let them see you frown.

I can write words light as a feather,
I can write words to darken and enrage the inferno of your weather.
I am just trying to find my way out of this old leather.

Bumps and turns,
rocky avalanche and potholes,
they help form this road.
Forever taking it slow,
wanna enjoy the show.
206 · Jan 2018
Untitled
bluevelvet Jan 2018
I know you're somewhere out there
You're just not here

And that speaks volumes
205 · Nov 2017
Untitled
bluevelvet Nov 2017
I was tempted to actually eat
A whole meal today,
No junk food or nibbles
And the crumbs of forgotten food

But I'm full on eating my self esteem away

And the convince store snacks
Taste better coming back up,
Steaming pile on the frozen ground
Mixed with alcohol because

I can eat my self esteem away but
I can't seem to drink the fact
You don't care away

You don't owe me anything,
I can never change what I've done

But hey,

When I keep my head up
It's in the midst of the night,
Face soaked and cold from tears
Laughing at the night sky
Above the *****
Stumbling around,
Cleaning off my mouth and the snot

Because
I am
Completely
Alone
205 · Dec 2017
Add
bluevelvet Dec 2017
Add
Your eyes
Are
The answer
To
The riddle

Also,
"You're so
Fat and ugly
Why even bother?"
205 · May 2017
star
bluevelvet May 2017
i'm weak and timid,
just for you.
i'm head over heels,
just for you.
i'm already deep in,
just for you.

but who are you?
what do you like?
what do you dream of?
will that voice
send shivers all through
my body, even down
to the toes?
will that face haunt my dreams
while i think you deserve better?

oh lonely star,
when will you come?
to show i've always
been enough.
they say you'll find it when you stop looking.
204 · Jun 2017
Apathy
bluevelvet Jun 2017
Hush little baby
Don't listen to what they say

Rest your pretty head
Numb it 'til it's fed

They're on their backs
You're on your knees

You have it bad
But you hate seeing them sad

They have no nerve
Just empty shelled words

Let them eat your apathy
You no longer seed negativity

Stand so tall
Your greatest downfall
Is never wanting someone to fall
My father tells me constantly
"People will always have it worse than you.
Find it in you and always stay true."
204 · Jun 2017
23
bluevelvet Jun 2017
23
The way the sun
creeps over the mountains,
inch by inch covers
every single thing in it's wake
with a burnt gold tent.

The way waves
are pulled in like
the sea is breathing back in,
blows it back out,
crashes onto land.

The way a rainbow
is formed under the dark
skies of an ending rain,
shinning brightly after
it's ravish decay.

The way new birth
brings a new life
to this beautiful earth.

I hope life
is like this for you.
I hope you have
the chances to see
every beautiful sunrise.
I hope you enjoy
sand between toes,
the waves bobbing you
up and down.
I hope you survive
every storm that life
throws your way.
I hope you find
beauty in everything you touch.
I hope your life
is filled with different people
and all their different views.
I hope you enjoy
feeling new and different
experiences.

I hope you are
the sunrises,
the sunsets,
the rainbows,
the waves,
the life.

I hope you are happy.
I hope you are fulfilled.
204 · Jul 2017
Praying
bluevelvet Jul 2017
Am I dead?
Or is this one of those dreams,
Those horrible dreams,
That seem like they last forever?

If I am alive, why?
Why? If there is a God or whatever, something,
Somewhere, why have I been
Abandoned by everyone and everything I've ever know?
I've ever loved?

Stranded.

What is the lesson?
What is the point?

God give me a sign or I have to give up.
I can't do this anymore.

Please just let me die,
Being alive hurts too much.
This came at a perfect time.

K. Sebert
204 · Jun 2017
Yayo
bluevelvet Jun 2017
You like to play illiterate
But really
You're just inconsiderate.

You like to mistake time
Like the way
You like to mistake fine

What hurt you the most
The world you loved
Or everything you lost
E. Grant
204 · Jun 2017
Patti Cake (haiku)
bluevelvet Jun 2017
It's a favorite song
I hope you dance to it
With them forever long






So why do I lie here?
Thinking you're still there
Like good would always care
It's only fair
But I will never dare
That storm's already fared
203 · May 2017
Meadow of Metaphors
bluevelvet May 2017
A heart that lives inside a jar,
a lightening bugs light
that cannot be seen
through the bruised tar.

Every chance encounter,
a new puncture
in the tin lid center.

One of these times,
one stab too many,
it will leave a
big enough hole to shine.

Flying out in a lunge,
illuminating half beating
and blacken lungs.

Shinning through pores,
it will have finally found
it's favorite score.

Ours will dance,
lighting up that special
part near a branch.

Singing gay and mary,
we will help with
heavy luggage to carry.

Brightening the darkest days,
we will bring forth
what's worth to stay.

I don't know who you are,
or where you lay
and how far.

But someday,
you will bring a light
that dissolves even
the deepest of hollow scars.

I can't wait to hold you,
I can't wait to love you.
If you're wondering about me,
just look at the stars.
203 · Nov 2017
Depression
bluevelvet Nov 2017
Let's talk about depression
And genetic resemblances

I get my unflattering resemblance from my father,
My mental illnesses from my mother
My addictions?
Well they course through both sides

I'm not on the verge of paranoia anymore
Or maybe it's just like,
If you want to **** me
Go for it
I feel completely dead and alone
And you might think it's narcissistic but
I know very few would attend my funeral

I had this strange behaver
I used to tell people all these sweet things,
And I meant them because
I wanted people to feel good for themselves
But I also just wanted people to grow feelings for me

To prove there was something
Worth seeing in me

And the absolute tragic thing is?
I know someone would hold my hands
While they shake
They won't second guess why
I can't look at their face

But I just have this nagging feeling
That they will disappear because
They won't see anything worthwhile in me
Like every boy has before
203 · May 2017
Knife
bluevelvet May 2017
I knew this boy once
He was nice from the start

He'd skip class
Go smoke cigarettes in the grass

He had strict parents
Went to church just to prove

He was a real game changer
Until he said goodbye

All it took was
Telling him about my thighs

I would love to tell him
Just how that made my eyes sigh

I didn't know the kid for long
But that was the start of
a lifelong aching song

If I could I would
Take a knife and
Slice off everything until
I'm the ideal beauty
Perceived by social structure

But what could he
Possibly do to change
The way he views
Himself and the ones
He brings down to his level
By calling them fat?
He was maybe my first boyfriend
It was long distance
He was a freaking ******.
***** him.
202 · May 2017
smiling
bluevelvet May 2017
I have
no choice but
to go searching,
looking for life in eyes
that watched me when I
was a careless teen.

I search but
I am never to touch
or speak where I
am not wanted.

You have grown
big and chiseled,
looking so dandy and
chipper.

I could ask
if life is being fair,
if you're finding
everything you wanted.

And you can tell.
Notification of
who viewed it last
probably, or
you just know because
it's what you wanted.

Having the one
who you spent time
pinning after but
turned out to be
so carelessly blind,
on the verge
of tears because
could that be
me with you?

Enjoying the sand,
the bright sun.
Could we have had
that same amount of fun?

Doing things without
remembering me,
I suffer from
being the
dumb
one.
You look ******* incredibly good.
202 · Nov 2017
Untitled
bluevelvet Nov 2017
Dedication.

It's a simple concept
But hard to comprehend

I can finally say
I'm starting to do things right

Nitpick and you can find
Flaws in what I do

If I was more careful
That dedication could have
Been to love me

Not play the game,
Not put me in my place

But you dedicate to someone else,
Someone better than me
201 · Dec 2017
Untitled
bluevelvet Dec 2017
It's no surprise
I ruin everything in my life

But I remember that discussion
Of tattoos and such

And I know that tattoo

Lights fade off and on,
You owe me absolutely nothing

But from my last go around,
It's clear to see I'm on the right track

I'll never get to tell you I'm sorry
You were the first person I intentionally hurt,
A start of an era I will never be proud of

You were my first regret,
My first clusterfuck of a mistake

I'm sorry
201 · Nov 2017
No More Secrets
bluevelvet Nov 2017
I could be a narcissist,
Tell you the best of lies
I can trap them,
Think they're worth my time

I could be the best of liars,
Cigarettes and ****
I can spit fire faster
Than I am running away from it

The best dumb *******
You could ever find
And it's just a waste of time
Because you already know
The things I'll tell you,
Doctor Who

But who are you?
Have you bent in half
To make them stay?
Have you cried and wanted to die?
Do you want to be so much more?

I am so physically and mentally
Tired.
So here's my truth.

I am better than what you think
I am a lost soul that is good
Everyone makes mistakes,
Bad decisions are lessons learned

If you aren't or never
Have been tired like I am now,
You don't know me.

You think you do
But
You
Don't.
201 · Nov 2017
You Get What You Give
bluevelvet Nov 2017
Does that only apply to me

Or

Do you not understand

Everything has repercussions?

Give me what you think,

You'll get yours.
Yellow
201 · May 2017
lifetimes.
bluevelvet May 2017
To feel like I don't
have to question my self worth,
to wonder if I'm enough.
To see it in your eyes,
to feel it in your touch
and hear it in your words.
To finally trust again,
making silly markings on myself
a total waste of time.
To find the one
that makes me want to
brand my body with beautiful things,
no longer the inevitable
depressed coloring.
Will it take my breath away?
Will it be extraordinary?
They say that if you thought
you found your true love who
didn't turn out to be it,
could you only imagine the utopia
of finding the real one?
I thought but didn't find the one.
I know what it feels like to spend
lifetimes regretting what ifs.
Isn't it time?
Don't we all deserve that feeling?
I know I do.
200 · May 2017
Hell
bluevelvet May 2017
And when we get there,
After I follow you of course,
Maybe I'll cut you in half
with the past and the present,
Such great force.
Or maybe I'll just let you believe
that what you did,
makes you
better than me.
197 · May 2017
I Tried
bluevelvet May 2017
We could cruise,
go about sixty seven.
Sing soft blues,
you sound like heaven.

Wind in my hair,
you can take me there.
Blue skies above
match the metal around
my feet,
a sign of love.

Hand on my thigh,
no reason to cry.
Seashore lullaby,
a feeling not worth a fight.
Going up and up,
the stars linger in
my favorite cup.

Blue silk ribbon on ice,
burning it up.
Don't stop now,
I already blew on dice.
197 · Sep 2017
Am I Dead?
bluevelvet Sep 2017
A burst of energy and I'm alive,
My self esteem comes out of hiding
I'm floating on the surface
With the help of a form of aqua
No one hears me,
No one sees
I'm in the middle of a sea
I created myself
Am I dead?
I feel it in my bones,
I should be dead and gone
Life feels worthless when you're alone
I just want a sign,
A reassurance that there is a reason
I'm still alive
bluevelvet May 2017
They come in the dead of night,
seeking feast to fill their black soul.
With a fast wit and hefty might
they circle fences,
running their claws against metal,
waiting to feel whole.
They come in the form of
a cruising metal red,
black as the charcoal
they pretend to dig,
and brown the shade of eyes
that roams from bed to bed.
They leap and they growl,
tearing through fur
making crimson red blur.
The slice of skin,
the crack of bone.
'That coat will mesh nicely with
the colors in my den,'
thought the farm hand
as he holds his gun like
a killer whales fin.
196 · May 2017
judging
bluevelvet May 2017
What's the matter,
dear?
Hand caught in the
cookie jar?
Look in my eyes while
I judge you for
who you really are.
You act so stuck up,
better than everyone.
What's with the face?
Would you like more?
Just follow my lead
and you will see,
just how great pairs
of three can really be.
195 · Dec 2017
My Bones
bluevelvet Dec 2017
My bones
Are a collection
Of everything I am
A liar and a cheater,
The manipulator and faker

The salt in the wound,
The after party experience
The losr one you don't remember

My bones
Are filled with
What you think of me
And every little thing
You heard of me

But break your bones,
Color outside the box
Get to know me

I used to be those things
Now I am me
RM
194 · Mar 2018
The Garden State
bluevelvet Mar 2018
Nephew*
That's the name of the game.
Nose Go
That's how you start.
One two worded hint
Worthless ******.
The rules are simple.
There is only one rule
It's a delight to break,
Hard to forget when implanted.
You can collect dust in your room
Or spend time with your family.
You can explore,
Foot accessible form.
You can do anything.
But you can't sit around and play rewind.

Of the strob lights,
Hands in the air.
She's a queen working hard for that money.
And you sit alone,
Drink the nastiest thing to ever be created.
You go home alone to the sound of a scream.
Dear God, here.
Take it. Take the ******* pack,
My father's car.
Point me in the direction to hit restart.

But not the point of laying in his room.
Dusty and grimy,
He can't even stand the sight of you.
But when he blows smoke into your mouth,
It's the only thing you have sustainable.
So you hold on.
And you walk in the summer heat,
You lose that weight.
But he isn't there.
And your eyes twitch.
No glass table is as fragile as your reputation.
And you're sitting in your yard,
The sun's going down.
It makes a grey and blue hue.
But not the same kind.

So let's go back more.

You're fourteen and you grab your crotch.
He rolls his eyes,
It's just a front.
He ties the knot and sits down.
There's so much to learn about him.
So you get up.
You follow him to the porch.
Is the rain cold?
Is the birds chirping?
Does your weight cause the gravel to squish louder?
You don't know.

Do you not get addicted to drugs?
Do you go to college?
Do you eat healthier?
Would you have been enough?

Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.

You bite your lip as he stands up,
Illuminated by the grey and blue flooding her room.
He was a ******* God to your innocence.
But you don't follow him.
The puff of cool morning air and the rain,
It would have been bigger than his.

And now?
  *Now you walk alone
194 · May 2017
Haiku (just for you)
bluevelvet May 2017
They beacon with their call,
dont buy into it.
You're better than that.





(Or maybe 'that' is 'them'.)
194 · May 2017
green.
bluevelvet May 2017
Sunken,
pulsing black and blue.
It resides under
weak bones that ache
to be seen through
paper thin skin.
It has it's moments.
Blossoms beautiful flower's
into the ones it sees the pain it feels.
It has it's roots still there,
the young one you knew before.
The before it treated
every guy with the same make and model,
the way it treated you.
It's scarred and grotesque from
the way it won't trust anyone,
from the way it made you feel.
Is it worth to say the tears
you almost shed left
open, fleshy wounds on it?

I see the yellows and the reds,
is green still your favorite?
Blues shine brightly around it.
Could you have made it withstand time?
Would you have imagined the arm wrapped around it?
Sitting comfortably together,
would you have loved
the sound of my laugh,
seeping from around my hand,
echoing off the walls?
The walls with all the colors shinning on.
You radiate brighter than them.
194 · Dec 2017
Untitled
bluevelvet Dec 2017
I know you
Four eyes
And a nerd
Heart tattoo

You knew me

And I wish I could
Say this to you

But maybe this isn't you
I hope you're happy and
I hope life is fulfilling

I hope you go to amusement parks
And listen to so much music
I hope you're full and
I hope they don't treat you

Like I did
Heart tattoo,
Hand tattoo,
Sleeveless hoodie,
Lip rings,
Taylor swift
Italian *smack*
Mmmm
That's good
193 · May 2017
Grenadine
bluevelvet May 2017
Blue Ribbons will do
just fine.
The taste of less fortune,
one of the few
now only able to stutter
this heart of mine.

She dances careless
but only in my daydream.
Show them how that
ugly body can truly caress.

Bright red,
wipe it off.
Whipped beige,
that color never stays.
Deep black,
tell me what you
would have liked.

Run her hand
through her hair,
tell her what
she's always lacked.
Rewind, restart.
She lives in pretend,
she plays where it never ends.

If I touched you softer,
if I round my hips
and match the pout
on h e r pretty lips.

Can I touch you like that?
Can I make your heart beat
like a heavy acid trip?
The same way your eyes
do in five seconds flat.

Smug smiles,
bleak future.
She'll make it look
pretty and luxurious
for that white-lightnin',
psychotic cruiser.

Unsuccessful dreams,
she's back to being sixteen.
Reach for that boys attention,
she never dares to mention
that she doesn't need introduction.
She already knew of
such sweet perfection.

He's a mystery,
he could control her
with such mastery.
He's a worldwind,
leaves her deep-end.

Fight that dwelling.
I sip grenadine,
taste remnants of
his eternal sunshine.

It's a feeling she
could never hide,
a longing that he
will never mind.

You do it so beautifully,
poetically speaking of
the great divine.
Life could've been sublime,
every day would've been
our very own sunshine.

Mixed together like
velvet and silver.
Taking another chance,
she already knows
this foretold song;
the decade lingering
of a cold shiver.

She backs away,
in the darkness she lays.
Reciting fleeting moments
he'll never stick around
to relive anyway.

Watching and learning,
I master in loving
things that doesn't
even have feeling
to give something
to believe in.
Grenadine, sunshine,
can you break this heart of mine?
193 · May 2017
ponder
bluevelvet May 2017
he lived
to see the
glory day's of
my childlike heart.

he'd tear
it up only to
come back and fix it.

i ponder,
what would he
think if he could see
how high this
new and less abused
heart is flying?

i wouldn't know,
isn't it strange
how you're finally
loving yourself
after
losing something
that helped make
you who you are
today?
192 · Nov 2017
The Price is Right
bluevelvet Nov 2017
Maybe I don't deserve to know,
Maybe I already do and I simply...
Just can't admit it to myself because
I stretch myself thin but
Not the thin guys like you like

Maybe I can't handle reality because
Everything is my fault as always
I want to play the victom but I lost it all,
From the way these hands move and
The words my mouth speak

Maybe I didn't understand the way you looked at me,
Maybe it was all just a fairytale dream
The kind where you were everything I needed
And I was somehow what you wanted

I can't let it go because you were the first.
The one I hurt most,
Not even a goodbye or a I wish you well
Line ending and so much left to say

Do you imagine it?
If I never met him and it was just us?
Would you have been strong enough?
Would I put my doubt aside and decide
To stay instead of just going?

I hope you found that peace,
I dream they give it to you
And all of your days,
I hope you remember me
And maybe wonder if I'm doing okay
191 · May 2017
Hearts
bluevelvet May 2017
The first poem I had ever written
hangs in a frame in the den.
My father shows it off proudly,
I just think it's lousy.
Did you read it?
It wasn't for you.
I was a junior,
he filled my life with humor.
Could it have been about you?
Would I still roll my eyes
and constantly ask my dad why
he has to show it around?
Now I write mostly about you
and this constant feeling
of heartbreak that I go through.
They say life isn't fair.
Looking back at your stare,
I can now only agree.
it's about parking cars in garages.
191 · Jun 2017
92.9
bluevelvet Jun 2017
I go to places
we never went and
I still wonder
if you would've liked it.
You probably would have.
I would find something
to complain about
because I was never satisfied.
I may still be trying
to figure everything out
in this wondering life,
but now I take time
to realize the beauty in everything.
Thank you.
I couldn't have made it
this far without you showing me that.
191 · May 2017
silky
bluevelvet May 2017
unfortunately
i wont be packing my bags to leave
no matter what you
do to me.
i'm better
than that and now
i know i'm better
than you.
to judge is to
be innocent,
but do you think
what you do with
everyone's knowledge
makes you
silky clean?
190 · May 2017
how it finally feels
bluevelvet May 2017
To fill the mouth
with thousands of seas
only to be met with more thirst.
To have the world
fall onto your brain,
filled with knowledge of the unknown.
To lay awake
reminiscing of all the
things you took for granted,
while they sleep peacefully.
To wobder when
being fully dressed before
presenting yourself in front of a mirror
will no longer be a necessity.
To thinking
you know so much but
knowing so little.
To beg like
the begger you mistook
them for.
To be all alone
and only wanting them,
no one to blame but yourself.
To cry out,
only met with silent,
cold, uncaring.
To spend lifetimes
wanting something that
never wants you.
These are the things you feel much later after getting something you never really had.
190 · May 2017
What Big Eyes You Have.
bluevelvet May 2017
Are you not
gonna stick around?
Come back.
Sit down.
Let's chat.
Sorry
that you like
to accuse me of
everything that was
bad.
Come.
Now you can
sing me one of those
made up songs.
You know,
the one's about me
doing you so wrong.
Do
they know your
side of the story
or
do they know the
whole thing in all it's
glory?
It's okay,
You can take your time.
You don't have
to ask any questions.
And I won't explain why
your eye for an eye
is to be looked at and treated
any differently to mine.
190 · May 2017
404 Not Found
bluevelvet May 2017
The way to see past
a forsaken haze,
I try to find the ability
to linger in a maze.
My mind echoes
with cryptic beats,
a soft padding of wondering feet.
Up and down,
I look around.
Not everything is made for me,
but everything is not as it seems.
On the brink of a hinge,
a distaste for sick revenge,
a sick pastime for the infamous fame.
I wear rose-colored glasses at night,
I don't have much to live for
ever since I found my name.

I fight to not let it bring me down,
I smile knowing I pass a mind.
To not have meant much,
it's a pleasure to be remembered.
190 · Dec 2017
Untitled
bluevelvet Dec 2017
I don't know you
And I never will
Maybe I'm crazy
And I look for the worst,
Maybe I expect nothing
But you were the last
To see me for who I am
And I can't start over,
I'd give anything to
But I have learned I
Am reckless just enough
I am unstable to make you walk away,
To give up on me
But you knew me just right,
To be caring enough
Wear your hoodie to review,
Everyone finds so much better
I am decayed
But I wish I could start over with you
bluevelvet May 2017
I tried to taste your love
I leaned in for a lick
You poked my rib
**** of the jaw,
I stabbed you in the back
And left a trail of
water, blood and teeth
Dread telling father he wasted all that money on wire brackets
189 · Jun 2017
Untitled
bluevelvet Jun 2017

Met by chance
Didn't give it a second glance
And I do,
I hope you dance
Forever in the rain and sunshine
I hope it's kind to you,
I hope it shines through
Who I was is still there,
Buried beneath the wear and tear
You reminded me of it
Just forever too late
And it's a regret I'll carry to my grave
And I know my words mean nothing to you
But I know I'll miss you forever, it's true
I hope you don't forget me
But if you do I'll understand
Your life is filled with big plans,
None of which involve the help of my hand
But I will always stand,
Forever in time,
Cheering you on in my mind
Always to remember the summer of sublime
189 · May 2017
Queen of Everything
bluevelvet May 2017
You like to set things
up so nicely.
What's the matter, dear?
Hiding something behind
that persistent snear?
Coming off cold
and treating everyone
Indifferently.
It must be awfully lonesome
sitting atop that thrown.
Don't you know,
Everyone has their own crown?
Am I giving myself away?
Either way,
You will never bring me down.
Don't frown.
It's not nice to fall
short with the game
you helped create.
189 · Aug 2017
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bluevelvet Aug 2017
He doesn't like preps

So you better watch where you step

If you don't have that type of skin

That isn't paper thin

And I'd roll up and say,

"Yo, *****"

But I'd prefer her any day
189 · Jun 2017
Boom.
bluevelvet Jun 2017
I don't understand
The conservative view on life,
Didn't mix with that vibe.
But I felt ration in 'sixteen,
took me back just past nineteen.
Hot coffe spilt,
our world was in tilt.
Collisions a moment ending,
no more room for griving.
One day I'll fall asleep,
but someone will be there to take the wheel to keep.
188 · Aug 2017
for when you're 82
bluevelvet Aug 2017
I'll put this all aside,
Write like it's you reading it
Time has a funny way to abide
So I hope you don't just sit
And watch it pass by
My poetry ***** ultimately. Sometimes there's a decent one that comes out of me. It blows major but it's the only way to say it now. With candles and cake, I hope you receive everything you could want in life. I swear on my life with every blown candle I will always wish for you.
bluevelvet May 2017
Her daddy once said
to watch out for
the monster's 'round here.
She played it off,
acted all fine.
She walks out and looks around,
wait for them to dine.
Meat is plenty,
but if a soul they long for,
a pathetic one is
all to be found.
She tries a hand at optimistic,
she doesn't like it when someone feels pessimistic.
She isn't artistic,
she isn't easy on the eyes.
She can make anyone laugh,
she's always there for one's that try to play fine.
She cries because she feels alone,
she just wants her heart that was dipped in gold
back from such an evil throne.
Here's something you never knew:
Her favorite is provolone.
187 · May 2017
My Trash
bluevelvet May 2017
Moped man
how far have you roamed?
Moped man,
do you have a home?
I see you digging in the past
and used waste.
Don't do that, it'll only
bring you self-hate.
Moped man
have you too heard?
About that ugly deceit and
all the things that were for me to keep?
Moped man,
don't listen to those words.
If I had my own I'd gladly
let you rest your weary head,
your very own bed.
Moped man
can't you see?
I'm only human,
you are too in your very own makin'.
Moped man,
I'd give you a hand,
but you're elbow deep in
the things that help me from being
haunted in my sleep.
I beg, I beg but you turn me away
To you there was nothing to say
I beg, I beg that you turn me away
To you there was nothing to say
187 · Jun 2017
Mark
bluevelvet Jun 2017
Old tomb is lit by blue, reflecting stone
'You're almost to this summer home'
Wooden box is met at where you left your mark
And that is where I start
A playground takes up a bit of the part
And the wood wrapped around the tree,
Cut down to sooth the past when I felt free

So much has changed,
You will never know
And now that you found a way to be my favorite ghost
Well, I guess I should go

I should probably go

But the sound from dials aren't coming through
And I just hear the
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Of a heart brought back to life
Just for you
And now I'm crying,
Won't look in the rear view
And someday I'll have a mark for you too
And I'll let you know how people changing for the better is true

And in my head,
This would be done right
And in my head,
There would be no end to the fight
And in my head,
I wouldn't fade from your sight
And in my head,
There would be no reason to cry tonight

But you go too fast
You go and it doesn't last
And now I'm drowning in your past
I succumb to your arms
Pulling me out of Lake *****,
Only in my head.
187 · Nov 2017
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bluevelvet Nov 2017
Still



Wondering



There



Buddy



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