forever is a long time

to feel pain

promise i wont feel this way forever

I don’t like my phone. I like looking at stuff on it, but I don't like to be on it. I kind of wish I could throw it away.

Have you ever stood in the sea and wanted to melt into it.
Become part of it
That way you can touch Italy at the same time that you touch Australia,
stretching
I think it'd be great to be the sea
How about a cloud
you're cold. With you, you bring coldness
You don't travel too far
and then one day
you let go and turn into nothing
raining down on the world beneath you
No, I wouldn't want to be a cloud
something without pain
elephants feel pain
dogs feel pain
emotionally I mean.

I don't want to be a rose
because someone once called me a rose
thinking he picked me
and I died.

I don't know how much longer I can keep being haunted by my memories

I want to kiss you
Feel your hands around my neck
Always did feel safe there
Now I’m scared I’d be a wreck

I want to kiss you
Then hide and slit my wrists
I wanna climb up on the wall
There’s a stranger in my midst

I don’t want to kiss you
It’s tainted
It’s broken?
I want to run away but I keep looking back
Are my arms still open ?

Maybe it’d be better if I died.
All the pain would ease out of existence
The racing thoughts that grip and squeeze my brain
Would erupt into the universe like rain from a cloud
I would not cry tears anymore
I would not feel the agony that stabs like a knife
Blood against heart
Until the spiked feeling when your body lets go
And the warm water empties from your eyes
Maybe it’d be better if I died.
The world is repulsive
And I don’t believe in love anymore
But wait
That’s it.
I don’t even love myself.
Maybe it’d be better if I didn’t die.
Cause people only care about themselves
So you might as well too.
Maybe it’d be better if I didn’t die.
Because maybe that’s not what its about.
Maybe
Nobody ever loves me
But maybe that’s not what its about.
Maybe it’d be better if I didn’t die.
Because I haven’t seen New York
And New York makes me want to live.
There’s meadows and rivers and trees and forests.
If I die.
Maybe I should go there first.

My mind is too much
I often can't breath.
I'm trapped in an oyster,

I can't control it, it's too much you see.
I'm lost and alone, and there's no where to hide.
Then I see him, i feel better.

My soul is home, but still it shakes.
In his arms I feel safe, let me never leave his side.
But my mind is too much,
So one day it might die.

I don't like this feeling
this numbness in my head
I looked out that window
and watched with velocity
as the raindrops raced
to the back of the car.

I don't like this feeling
asleep when I'm awake.
When she speaks
my mind can no longer
undress the image of you
so I'm left mindless and empty.

I don't like this feeling
can't even lay in the bath
without writing a poem
so that I have someone
to talk to.

I don't like not being able
to finish this **** thing.
Because when I look up
I'm alone.

I hate that everything
I want to write
Is a
Description
Of
You.