if i could go back in time,
i wouldn't,
because there's no such thing as time travel,
and i'd still be miserable.
//fc

if he says please,
you're supposed to do what he wants.
he expects you to make the journey down south,
and if he says please,
you have to do what he asks.
there's no such thing as "no,"
if he's nice.
you'll listen to him,
if he says please.
but if you say please,
at once, he must stop.
although, often it isn't please anymore.

so,
this is my warning to you.
if you love a man who says please,
he doesn't feel the same.
he wants your service
for only one thing,
and he knows to always use please
to quiet your pain.
six letters will build you up,
break you down,
and hurt you.
you don't have to listen
to his please.

an old man looks up at me with a toothless grin,
and a sparkle in his eyes.
i watch as his feeble hands
reach up to the sky
in hopes of becoming youthful once again.

a teacher passes by me in the hall,
and she looks me over as if i'm nothing.
little does she know that i sit in her class everyday,
thinking of how much she inspires me.

the lights flicker on and off in my head
almost as much as in this classroom.
the girl beside me won't ******* quit clicking her tongue,
and restlessly flirting with the boy in front.
i'm going mad in here.

the girl with long hair is reading nonstop.
she's never been in love before.
i always get the update of the *****
she gave out the day before.
it's calming to know some girls are insane.

1.
your eyes are like stars,
and i like stars.
that's what i told you
the night at the carnival.
honestly,
i just wanted you to make me forget your eyes.
you were supposed to make me remember your lips.
or maybe your hands.
why your eyes?

2.
a scarred wrist
entangled in mine.
beautiful, dark eyes
found my own.
a wrecked story
including chapters
of us both
unfurled right before us.
pitiful kisses were displayed
in the shadows.
weak embraces
wrapped me up
and held me tight.
a solid cry
pleaded for me
as i walked away,
again.

her hair was pulled back,
and it gave me access to all of her features.
a long, slender neck
held up a beautifully sculpted head.
it was complete with sharp jaw bones,
and a pair of full, red lips.
her eyes were a deep brown
that pierced right through my own.

i lifted my fist,
and smashed in into the glass before me.
everything was gone.
the beautiful angel in front of my eyes,
dissipated in seconds.
i could feel her essence
washing through me,
into me.

my hair was down,
and it gave him chills throughout his body.
a brown, curly mane framed
around my round face.
it was complete with a dark purple vein
running through my cheek.
the glass formed a new palette.

if i could compare
his love for me to anything,
it would have to be a coordinate plane.
we seem to always be lost
somewhere in the origin,
or slowly decreasing,

hot breath spilled over my bare neck,
and all i could smell was Jack Daniels.
clammy hands made their way onto my petite body,
but i couldn't feel any of it.
someone else was on my mind.

you were a faded dream,
a hopeless sigh.
you're the voice i had lost,
and the tear that fell.

i could think of you forever,
but eternity can't last.
infinity is a thought,
that i couldn't think.

i can still remember
your soothing hands
lying on my chest.
not trying to touch me,
but to pry apart my rib cage
in hopes to enter my heart chambers.