Dictionaries are wonderful
Until you’re flipping through them,
Unable to find a word
That describes what you feel for her
This isn’t a love poem,
This isn’t an I-need-you poem
This is the cracks in your heels
From miles you’ve run,
Looking looking looking
For the dichotomy between terror and affection.

You keep thinking about hearts and chests
And mountains tripping on their own tears.
There are fences between imagination
And truth bottled lies.
You are a locution unidentified,
Cumulonimbus clouds with an electric stutter
Maybe there are drums in your bones
And she refuses to acknowledge them.

You keep bumping your head on the stratosphere
And breathing in ice,
But god, you can see so much.
She is concerned and calls you down
Says you flirt too much with danger.
You are unfaithful to her rooted feet,
That reaching so high means
You are likely to drift away.

You have novels and italics,
Strike-through lines of things you keep meaning to say,
Things you were hoping he would hear,
You are a storming cadence
And she keeps asking you to quiet.
You are a motif of wild things
Of dark corners
And edges jagged and strong.
Why can’t she see that up here in this atmosphere,
Is where you’ll always belong?

If I were to fall in love              
It could only be with you              
                
my heart longs to be lost              
in your beautiful eyes              
that seem to rival the bluest of skies              
                
hesitant to let you know how I really feel              
...the love I have for you              
and how those feelings feel so real                
        
worried about your reaction and              
what you would say      
or what you would do        
        
                
for these feelings I have, started                
with simple affection...              
with passing days they grew              
                
now I feel the beauty in life              
with goose-bumps and butterflies              
at the mere thought of you              
                
I was floored by our connection                
a feeling that I just couldn't ignore              
                
Am I a fool?              
                
for feeling this way from something so new?              
                
though taken by surprise              
and blown off my feet              
this is the secret I keep              
                
I lay on the ground                
and I stare into space              
                
Thinking of you with              
the biggest smile on my face

This can’t be healthy how I keep blaming everyone,
for the problems I set in motion
It was my own fault
and I couldn’t see the storm coming
but instead of facing it like a man,
I ran like a coward, came back to redeem myself
and as you can see I lost
  
With every scream and stand for pride
I lost who I was on the inside
So I don’t want to die
but one day I just might
and just know before that day I will make things right
  
It’s all trapped in my head
Who I used to be
It nags just like an echo
What I wouldn’t give to make it stop
and create the beautiful picture I long for
  
I don’t have much of a soul anymore
So insensitive when friends try to tell me stories
I act like I’m so much better,
like what I have to say is all that matters
I don’t care about anyone but myself and at times I can’t even look in the mirror...
When my love turns to hate it’s hard to face the day
  
Fire consumes me, hell bound
but I must fight this
Born to lead and I have people who look up to me
I’m just so tired of being sorry and tired of being sick
I want to fight for those that need me
I want to start keeping my promises

Loving you is like drowning
And you're the air above the sea
I can't reach you, can't get to you
All because I was never taught how to swim
All my lungs want is a breath of you
But I'm only getting short gasps
Because that's all you let me have
And those gasps only last so long
Before I need more air
I need more of you
But the ocean is pulling me in
And you're not trying to pull me back
One day I'll give up on you
Let the salt water fill my lungs
But I don't want to do that because
Then my eyes will lose their light
And my skin will grow cold
Until I'm not living, just floating
Deprived of you, the air
Lifeless forever and ever
So I will keep pushing
To get those little gasps
Just to get a few more seconds of life
Because it's worth it for you to fill my lungs
Fill my blood fill my mind
Give me hope give me life
Even if I know the water will win eventually
I will keep fighting against this darkness
Even if you will never try to save me
And one day I'll finally get pulled under
Drowning will be a relief of exhaustion
And drowning will be my sweet death

I don't need to fall at your feet,
I don't need to to meet your every standard.
I've got my own,
I know what I want,
I've shown that and I've own that;
I got my own.
I won't miss your kiss all the time.
I'll be fine,
I love you, but you got to know that I sometimes need me, myself, and I.
Why do you let your big ego get in the way?,
One of these days if you keep it up I won't stay.
Because I got my own.
I'm just fine alone so don't worry about me,
If you can see that then we can be just fine.
I got my own my mind and I want to make my own descions when it has to do with my life.
So don't you dare try to run my life for me.
I got my own,
I got my own,
I got my own,
I got my own.

We always write about 3 or 4 AM because it's so **** "poetic"
But I'd rather write about 6 AM
the truth sounds a lot more appealing
When the sun is peeking through the blinds of my room
The room just a little too small for all of my thoughts
And worries
And fears
My silhouette, stark--the sun kisses my skin
Gently reminding me that I have been given another day
A second chance
The heartbreak from last night doesn't sting so bad
And my loneliness is expelled as the room is filled with the echo of the birds chirping outside
See at 6 AM
my thoughts are the most clear and the weight of the world doesn't seem as heavy on my shoulders and my fears don't seem so scary
I want 6 AM because I'm so tired of screaming into my pillow at 3 AM and crying my eyes out by 4 AM begging to be saved from myself
I love 6 AM
With a coffee and
A walk in a city that is still unfamiliar
As the crisp, cold air fills my lungs and I no longer feel so empty
The streets are filled with people in their most honest state
6 AM where my mistakes don't seem to measure to the greatness bestowed upon me
And the quiet makes me feel at peace
I want 6 AM where I don't feel trapped in this monotonous world and my soul finally feels...free

Some days I feel so far away
Because no one hears silent screams
So detached from my mind
I’ll accept with time
There is no place for me
Because I feel so real yet so fake
No one finds the time to think
About my feelings about my past
But then again that’s how I am
  
One day I’ll be so all alone
And I’ll be secluded in my 2D world
No one to help me or save me
Just an empty space to call my own
  
I am fake when I’m sad
And I am real when I’m mad
Because the things that make me also break me
Something that I don’t understand
When I’m in love I’m happy yet…
Everything depresses me
I met a girl today
But they will never get close to me
Because sometimes everything seems lost to me
  
One day I’ll be so all alone
And I’ll be secluded in my 2D world
No one to help me or save me
Just an empty space to call my own
  
Maybe I should find a way out
And face the facts
I’m better off dea-
Or at least away from people  
I just can’t say the words