i have so much to hold
and there’s so much i risk to lose
one misstep one juvenile error
if you go crashing down i would too.
a pebble as golden as your good heart
a book twelve hundred pages long
one glance and you know i’ll follow
black heart of mine is now far gone
it’s been sent to dwell with you.
if this world was ever meant to end
i’m glad i met you before it did
i’ll hold you so tight, hand in hand
and wish i was made of rock or sand
the only things death cannot touch.

Ink stains on my blankets
And with writing on my arms
I sit in my bed
And think only of you.
You occupy the whole of my brain
All
Of
The
Time.
Darling, you fill me up so
That all the pages in any book
Could not hold my love for you.
If you were to die
I would die as well.
I think I knew I loved you
When the monsoons broke
And in the floods
You came back home.
Yes, my world was grey that day,
But grey like a comforting sweater.
Safe.
Sound.
We could run away.
I want to run away.
Run away with me.

we girls are always getting ourselves into such messes.
breaking hearts, always keeping them guessing.

your hands, they rob me.
and your eyes, well they scar me.
don’t go, but stay so far away.
I can’t go on like this.
there’s no promise, it’s all words.
and they’re meaningless, words.
but I was lost, and you knew.
but I’m found now.
I found myself.
you still haven’t found you.

I ate a bag of cherries
as I sat and thought of you…
sometimes,
in the strangest of cases
things turn out to be true.
We set fire to old memories
and burn out old flames
and I have to say
its been a long time
since my inane name
sounded so sane.
…
Fiction and fact, I have learned
to meld, and I’m a **** good
welder, that’s for sure.
You ask me about stories and occasions
Ha! you should see your face…
Believing me.
These lies have become
detrimental to me.
If I had actually done them,
I’d be
so
ashamed.
I’m really not sure what or how
I think of you…
you find me appealing, and then
tell me promptly goodnight.
These English words I’m
manipulating, manufacturing,
can only go so far.
This started out as a simple rhyme. Now I’m not sure what it is.
I feel the same way
about you.

Darling, it seems the time has finally come
For you to make your call.
Do you want me to stay? Or to flee from you?
Because how you act from here on out,
That could be our peace or our downfall.
Dearest, I’m not done- this isn’t all.
I’m doing every single **** thing right
And its you who does me wrong.
And when soft bodies collide, to me
Its all too bittersweet to think
That perhaps you’re playing me like a pawn…
Or perhaps like one of your lovely piano songs.
Am I carrying a dead man’s weight?
Is it deep water I’m drowning under?
I gasp for air, you’re my breath of life
But only when you’re around.
So is it better to die from a murky bedmate
Or should I send you off, before it’s too late?

I’m not happy
They told me this would happen
But I never listened
I ran out my flume
Do I still have my blooms
Every word you throw
Is just another thorn
In my ****** crown
I can still hold up myself
I’m my own puppet master
With daggers under my skin
When did this begin
When will it end
We ran at high speed