collin

collin Feb 2022

medusa

i hate you
splitting beds with me
spitting lies through teeth
gritted against other men beneath
your sheets, uncertainly
lack of self esteem. in me.
you never denied it
when i said you cheated

collin Feb 2022

please

let this page be my escape
let the paper make an umbrella
let it scare away the rain
let me only hit my pillow
and not a bottle full of pain
let me wake up in my own bed
let me feel less insane.

help.

collin Feb 2022

good d

i am frozen water
you sway in every way
you can to keep at bay
the rays the sun displays

(good defense)
also loosely based on a song i just played

collin Feb 2022

empowered

i’ll decide where my cyanide should hide
not surprised by grey clouds in the night sky
i’m tired of trying to define the outline
time to find a way to stop being me.

collin Feb 2022

Lips

between your hips
licking and living
until i can’t feel my lips
is exactly where i want to exist

collin Feb 2022

tethered to the devil

over-encumbered,
i strained to lift my legs
and lumbered onto stage
lately,
everything that once was temporary
wants to stay,
i say
to one shadowed face
lonely,
the sole spectator in this place
the only thing we have in common
is that we occupy the same space

*cue studio laughter

collin Feb 2022

squeeze

everything is vibrating again
bleeding blood through another weekend
drenched in sin and emotional dividends
what i lack in love i make up for in vices