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Nov 2019 · 117
17
gray Nov 2019
17
in 5 days i’ll be 12 months older than the age i thought i would end everything at

my tedious timeline

i’ve lived 3 lives and never got a childhood
Oct 2019 · 116
homesick
gray Oct 2019
home is watercolor sunsets and heatstroke

street lights on the river we all dreamed of jumping in and drifting through

the saltwater dark nights spent talking about what it would be like to get away

i crave burning orange peels and christmas’s that sweat like summer

now my nose burns from melted ice during smoke breaks

the people here are painted with gratitude toward the nothing they’ve experienced

-home doesn’t have a name
it’s been three months and i forget what you look like
Oct 2019 · 202
i miss you, forever
gray Oct 2019
together we touched forever

it was soft and melted between our lips

the bittersweet bite of promises made out of spite

two souls that tried too soon

i stared at the future and sky eyes met mine
if you’re reading this. to love me i had to leave us
Oct 2019 · 99
lover.
gray Oct 2019
i still wake for you
in the first few moments of that groggy eyed bliss - you’re still mine

as my bedding starts to look familiar
the memories that i force myself to forget hit my chest
throwing my frail body into every empty space
before all i’m full of is you
again
if you’re reading this. i love you, always.
Jul 2019 · 135
make me come alive again
gray Jul 2019
our cycle is a spark
this fast burn symphony always leaves me empty
craving
i’ve tried to fill the hole with every fuel i can think of
your eyes are the only thing that make me ignite
sickly and surviving in a constant state of smolder
honey, we can’t keep living like we’re fireproof
May 2019 · 172
12:33 am
gray May 2019
12:33 am
sitting on the front of a subaru
it’s rotting from the outside in
im screaming in the same direction
it’s all centered
everything i feel is inside me and i won’t let it out
it’s my best friends birthday
i told her i loved her and i meant it
just a moment frozen in words
Apr 2019 · 136
reflecting
gray Apr 2019
will i accept my surface level flaws
my blatant laziness and worrisome nature
the too tired slack in my skin
a body that curves and hugs my bones imperfectly
will i let my self perceived doubt control my thoughts
maybe i will today
but tomorrow i am beautiful
i am soft
i am sorrow
i am new
Apr 2019 · 138
somber bliss
gray Apr 2019
thoughts ricochet off the outer lining of my brain at 4 am
the rupture is deafening yet my family sleeps softly in the other room
the recoil is my seized sense of self
double vision leads to destruction
intrusive and impulsive
those are the words i’ll use tomorrow when i apologize to myself in the mirror
however apology implies regret
and when the quiet night takes its toll
the morning dew will wash away my midnight sin
getting through the apocalyptic am hours
gray Mar 2019
the girl who never had it all felt numb every sunday evening
because another week had passed and she still wasn’t living
a clockwork routine of staccato
detached from reality
the build up is beautiful
but when you only give half of your heart the ****** is just another week gone
a monday meltdown of never finding your place
touch starvation
for me by me
Mar 2019 · 253
muse
gray Mar 2019
she preaches about quitting smoking while lighting a cigarette in her mouth
i’ve never met a person who reminds me more of the sun
vibrant pastels and hair bleach
red lipstick and fur coats
this type of love lasts a lifetime
fleet wood mac hums to the tune of our nicotine fueled conversations
it feels good to be the ones you love
for my best friend
Mar 2019 · 133
sunshine poolside
gray Mar 2019
writing poetry gets harder everyday
when you’re living your own story how do you put it into words?
describe the moon glow in a phrase
i can’t articulate what it feels like to live and not just survive
Mar 2019 · 133
Untitled
gray Mar 2019
crush me and complain about the pressure
use me and learn your worth
take every piece of me like it’s free soul
you finally know what it’s like to burn
the energy you give will be returned
and you’ll find yourself numb
Mar 2019 · 174
coping
gray Mar 2019
you never found a way to drive away your loneliness
you just found a new way to talk to it
learn the warmth of stolen liquor on an empty stomach
memorize the burn of a long drag from a 2 dollar pack of cigarettes
this is your god
pray that tomorrow you won’t feel
the stand still life is still too fast
Mar 2019 · 133
melting
gray Mar 2019
watching my belt shrink around me and my pants not fit makes me experience euphoria in a way that shouldn't exist

40 pounds in 4 months

melting

peers promote me and tell me i carry myself in a lighter way

my cheekbones wave at the mirror as i count the calories in every nutrient my body needs

i go to sleep and pray i can fit the number of things i've consumed on one hand

a liquid diet of watered down feelings

my fatality is fluid

this could **** me and i encourage it

i equate my happiness to the bones visible under my skin

smaller and smaller until i'm nothing
do i want to be nothing?
written to teach myself the way i live needs to change. i'm not living just surviving.
Feb 2019 · 157
my current past
gray Feb 2019
cold mournings and mild afternoons
sultry smiles and over saturated perfume
happy birthdays and midnight grief
causing a fight and grinding teeth
the weight of my soul
telling me of what i once believed
days that lasted too long
the highs during all lows
this type of aging doesn't show
the slow stretch of a timeline
the remodeling of a mind
my body almost feels like mine
growing and learning is the bravest thing a person can do. i believe in you. you can get better
gray Feb 2019
i havent stopped crying since 9pm on that sunday
my eyes are raw and heavy and my hand is still bruised from unresolved anger issues
i can't remove the reason why because it's all around me
music whispers your name between lines
the breeze carries your soft hands over my skin
and every once in awhile a stranger will smell like you
but it's not you
and it won't be for awhile
until the day comes that i can kiss you and not sink into the ground
i will be sitting at the same beach that you told me you loved me
waiting for the tide to come in
and you with it
not the best maybe not the worst
Feb 2019 · 117
a holy sunday
gray Feb 2019
i bruised my hand tonight

i cried through every letter of your name

i held your pieces together but let mine fall

tonight i kissed you-
and let you go
Feb 2019 · 168
magnetic
gray Feb 2019
she lived through him-
while not knowing more
short and sweet
Feb 2019 · 283
equilibrium
gray Feb 2019
we must give when we must take
but taking is our learned trait
to exist we have to destroy
but the rate you destroy is no longer okay
you take and take
hoarding the world
holding our fate
the universe isn't ours to change
it will change you-
make you-
and break you
but we cannot do the same
please slow your step
and take a breath
there is a place for you to rest
this is the only world we have so why ruin for our own pleasure
Feb 2019 · 1.1k
Twin Flame
gray Feb 2019
They give me a reason to breath
The liquor i bleed is the manifestation of the countless nights i couldn't leave
My honor is the night sky i share with you
The stars we all whisper to know your names more than the moon
Because when my arteries throb and my lungs burn
You bury my head in the sand for protection and hand me the earth
So when i tell my words to come softly
it's because i need them to be heard
by the people i'm living for -
the ones i can't hurt
i'm tired of writing about forgotten love so this is for the real love of friendship
Feb 2019 · 462
Swollen
gray Feb 2019
I'll scrawl pages of your name
because every way the letters turn make my eyes burn
The night you told me i was your favorite slur
My name has turned into something i never want my children to learn
Sweet salt drips from your lips
You speak in compliments and quotes
A personality made from mistakes
I keep giving and you always take
But never more than you need
a feeling of everlasting trust
gray Feb 2019
nicotine isn't what makes you addictive it's that you make people sink before they learn to swim
someone throw this kid a life raft but you'll always just miss him
no filter just pure
it's genuine but not sincere
makes you feel real tears
crying isn't for me but when his words come first that's the one thing that works
maybe i'm not pretty enough or thin enough
or scared enough to make a change
at this point i'm trying to save something that doesn't even have a name
i'll give it my name
scream it so loud you have to listen
to the words that blister and scar
leave with a vision
of secrets and baby's born from indecision
i don't want to be awake for a world that turns away from a whisper for help or a passion of a young girl with so much might she nearly fell
into a hole that would swallow you whole
you're not strong enough to handle my blow
i'm choking and gasping for air on an ego that comments on my hair?
you're not a kiss or a tell
you're a ten story building falling straight into hell
blue hair blonde eyes
mix them up stir the *** you'll still get the story line
of a 14 maybe 15 year old pipe bomb
with words that will blow
right in your side
you'll feel it on your skin
see it with your eyes
the manic wednesday of a brain squeezed tight
search and destroy the hopes of a child is how we cope
unhealthy but not taboo
you'll still taste the metallic rub of a new spark
made by a mind that yearns for a life that doesn't need to start from hate
you hate with no cause
i have a handful of people i hate and ill tell you why your name holds first place
for the boy who told me i couldn't be thin enough

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