i suppose its not much of a secret anymore,
that im in love with you.

so let me tell the whole world
let me tell them
i would steal the stars
and wreck the universe
just
to see you smile .

let me tell them
that my heart is yours
and if you asked
i'd give you my soul too.

somedays
my existence makes sense

somedays
all I want is to exist forever

and somedays
I can't help but wish to never have existed at all .

all these poems I write
start with I,
I swear I’m not self centered
but they say write what you know.
So in a desperate attempt
to learn this soul of mine
All I write about
is me.
And you,
Yes, I write about you.
I write about the beauty of you.
Of how I would love to leave fingerprints on your heart and caress your soul .
I mean if you would allow me
To love you
Freely.

but dear,
if we humans were only ever meant to be beautiful

we wouldn't have been born in
the dirt .

I have
Forsaken
The temporary
Death
My body yearns for,
While the Sun
Cheats on the sky
With the other half of
My Earth.

The Moon,
Has a coaxing face.
I don’t know why,
No one
Has not yet wrecked the Universe
And turned over ever Star
In search to find the perfect metaphors
To write a poem about it.

~ the girl forsaking temporary death .

what if the butterfly never flapped its wings?
for fear of creating a tsunami,
i say **** the tsunami
flap your wings,
tsunamis will always be tsunamis and
a butterfly was made
to fly.

falling in love with a fictional character
is the most honest love there is .
you don't fall in love with faces,
or a body or what they possess.

you fall in love with a heart,
you fall in love
with a soul .

these bones of mine
have been
feeling hollow.

like just mere weight
than guardian
of soul.

maybe,
my depression..
has eaten them too.

when even the stars
get tired of shining
and the wind
can't keep on moving,
when our models
and oceans begin to
be on the same diet,
and mother nature puts us
up for adoption,
when Earth itself..
becomes a mere place
and no longer a home..
that is when I will go.
when there is nothing beautiful left in this disgusting world,
I will go. . .

~ the girl who wishes for a better home

stop ******
you know what your doing
when you call me late at night
and talk me to sleep
when you smile and make me laugh and
show me that ****** face
stop it
you know what your doing
and i don’t want to give in
i don’t want to fall for you
God, i don’t want to fall for you
please
don’t make me fall for you.

its strange,
that only by the tears of the sky
that the Earth is satisfied .

in attempt to immortalize you
i spoke to stars of you
to the sun and the moon
told them of all your glory and
they told the trees who told the birds who spoke to the fish of all oceans
i wrote your name into my soul as though it was my own
i spoke to the whales of you
of all your beauty
of your smile,
which challenges even the seas with it's depth.  
in an attempt to immortalize you
i carved your name into stone
and said a prayer to the gods of old and young

in a attempt to immortalize you
i succeeded
so you may live on
long after
humanity joins the dust