Be my words that my heart can't stand
Take a breathe and hold my hand for the
Last time I'll ever feel
Will be the last time I know you are for real
You guide me through the poorest daze
Of my classroom detention haze with the
Soft lull of your beating heart it's
Getting harder to fall apart however
When you're gone I don't want to be without
Your arms holding me I wish
That Heaven did exist but you know well if
Heaven was real we'd go straight to Hell
But this bond it is meant to be that
You and I were made to see only
Through the touch of your lips to mine so
Drink me up like a cup of wine and make it
Last until the end of time

Maybe I'm drowning in a daydream
Or maybe I've been asleep a little too long
With my heart set on a girlish fantasy
To the lulling beat of an 80's love song
I'm only set up for disappointment
When I press pause on my MP3
Because reality only leads to resentment
For expecting this idea of love to be bestowed upon me.

Leave the lights on I want to look at you
Don't you dare let the music stop
Hold my hand it doesn't matter if it doesn't fit
Take me under you I like when you're on top
Kiss my collarbones and trace my wrists
Give it to me anyway you like I love you
I love this
I love it

"When you love someone who does not love themselves, you learn that you have to love them enough for the both of you.

And sometimes that becomes your crutch and lifeline and begins to takeover and blur the view of the relationship for both of you."

They give up too easily.
                                                         ­             Far too soon indeed you're right

Foolish mortals they never want what they have

                                                           ­             Always what someone else has

Wants
                                                    ­                                                    Desires

S­illy infatuations

                                                  ­   The whole bang lot of them are mortally
                                                        ­                      ****** aren't they?

Quite right, there is no consistency

                                                    ­               Why can't they always be in love?

Why can't they always maintain satisfaction?

                                                  ­                                   Why can't they always-

**** it, always is never

                                              **And forever is a lie

In winter I bundle up tight in layers of warmth
Like a love I've never felt
Draping scarf over hoody over sweater over skivvy
The wind bites my button nose and reminds me of a love
A love I know too well
Bitter cold brief sickening and harsh
I catch my eye in an ice smitten mirror and I'm torn
My eyes look like hell
How could anyone love me like warmth and fall
For this fat face of shame, tears and freckles
Even if they do
They'll never tell.

I can't keep myself from wanting to hold you
I can't keep myself from telling you to bite the bullet
I can't keep myself from hurting
I am a liar
I am a cheater
I don't think **** through all the time
It's not that I can't
Its that I don't want to
I do what seems right to me at that exact moment
I'm impulsive and crazy and clingy and distant all at once
I've lied to you
I won't justify it but I have
I lie to everyone you're not special
I am bad for people I am a ***** and I will work that like a new pair of demonias sometimes
But otherwise I'm broken
But too proud to revel in it

Every day she lies
To herself and the world around her
She puts on makeup too dark for her bright eyes
She keeps her mouth closed for when it opens
Its a web of lies
You could say she's so good she's convinced herself
Every morning she wakes in a disguise
She's the kind of sick you can't ever fix
She's a bundle of lies
She's dead inside

You don't read my poems anymore
So here's one for you
Roses are dead
Violets are blue
This poem is ****
And I guess you are too

That confident and bubbly person I was yesterday?
She's gone now
She was too fake to live long in this world
But I'm here. You can call me bipolar

I'm not broken
Stop telling me I am for as much as I know I shouldn't
I might start to believe you
And break my own **** heart again

In the beginning you treated my body like a land you pursued
The grass was greener on the other side
And that other side was me
In the beginning you made love to me like I was everything you craved
You had come off a roller coaster ride
And you wanted to ride with me
In the beginning you talked sweet lip bitten words the poet in you conjured
You had me at your every tongue flick
And you flicked your tongue for me
In the beginning we were like newly weds with dreams and highs
You told me to be yours
I still want you to be mine
The beginning seems so long ago...

Tonight we dance like pagans
Take my wrist with your tongue
******* words like the perfect combination of salty and sweet
Lift me high so I may crumble in your arms
Beads of sweat as much of a story to tell
As the tears you and I have shed over habits and heartache
Floating like a swift mist as heavy as dew
It doesn't have to make any sense
It's the soul finally letting go in random spores of silk
Simply titled but definition entwined
Like the calmest you in my arms
The deity's declare us their favourites tonight
So take my eye with your hand
Let's pray we never have to be alone again

I am not wise
I am far from old
But I am impulsive
I have flown
I have fallen
I have loved
I have lost
I have wanted
I have feared
I have had my doubts
I have had my beliefs
I have denied everything I loved
I have blindly suffered everything I hated
I have lived
I have died
I have come back to face the devil
I have found him in me
I have repented with a razor blade
I have smoked my lungs dry
I have loved the world with open eyes
I have had the world taste me with envy
I have been gold
I have been silver
I have been bronze
I have been everything and nothing all at once
I have done enough
I have had enough
I have held my breathe for too long
I have been cold for a while
I have a smile on my face
I have lived
I have been
I am finally free

Your ***** seek what your heart cannot bear to take

I know you are reading this
Either in spite or in awe
But breathe these words from my lips
This is not just your war
Poems upon poems
Blood upon wrists
Depression it moans
It puts us in fits
Take your pen my fellow soldier
Press the ink, take a hit
This war is soon over
Writing heals, you are worth more than this

Tormented mind
Smothered soul
I cradle your aching head in my arms
Press your face against my chest
The greatest sense of belonging flows through your veins
As the love you gave has not been lost
For your body weakens
But your heart beats strong
You are my longing and every burning desire
I'll hold you close
If you set my world on fire

Where are you my lover?
You were always a blown temper
You took my shame and beat it til it surfaced
A brutality of another.
Where are you my sweet?
You often fell at my feet
And swore never to do it again
But we both saw defeat.
Where are you my ex?
Only useful for ***
Even that was half hearted and bitter
Unlike your pecs.
Where are you my head?
Reality is to dread
Hes nothing, don't recall him, god ****** woman
Hes better off dead.

Come love me now poet
I want to show you love in its most primitive form
You may choose to write of me
Or not
That is up to you, so warm
Come kiss me now poet
I'll show you what I've done
You may not approve but I've nothing to lose
So bear witness to my bleeding limbs and take it all in like you do
Come speak with me now poet
I'll tell you of my ways
I'm not as simple as you'd think
My species is on the brink
And who better to understand than you?
Don't forget me now poet
I've left my mark on your chest
Come and go as you please
You are so beautiful to me
Now write! As only you could tell it best

Lead me to your bedroom and lay me down on a box of glass
Take me like the others you drowned in to keep away your past
Moan someone else's name I want to feel your every gasp
As you **** me like they all ****** with you, at last
The irony is bitter,
Sour...
But it will pass
I love you to the depths of my soul and wounded heart
But this can be the only way I realize this too fast
Thinking too much will only **** you,
Come to me baby
Let's give this one more chance

Imagine if I hadn't of written this poem
Would the few before this have seen more likes?
Is it unfair of me to jot down my every thought on a whim
Without allowing the last to breathe?
Would this poem be treated any different
Or see the fate of my last
If not now then when?
Will it trend and ignite envy in my last 4 published?
Or will you do as the title states
And ignore this
And read the one before it?
Respect every poem to your greatest ability
And read every word as if it were
Your
Last

He keeps me warm and sets me on fire
Everything I never expected yet desire
Condemned a cheater, a fool and a liar
Only to give me wings and take me higher
He loves me well, let me never tire
A lover, a poet and the highest of flyers

Paper dolls gathered all around
With sticks and stones
And bones in the ground
All wait in line for venom
To course through the pins of violent delights
Ice and fire
Fire and ice
Voodoo in its politest form
Whimsy, witchcraft and throwing rice
Burn the ghosts of a ferocious past
And a love left forlorn

You were a glorious chain of smoke and mirrors when I loved you
But now that love is dead, I wish you were
Instead you turned into something darker
Crueler
A monster
Love doesn't dare reside in you for you are a massacre
I'll leave you to rot in the abuse you gave me
Maggots of irony
The blowflies won't mind the bleach
Stay dead
Decay looks good on you

Have I gone too far?
Does he still love me?
Am I still making sense?
Does he hate me?
Am I being unfair?
Putting too much pressure on him?
Did I say something wrong?
Am I being too clingy?
Should I ignore him?
Or avoid him completely?
Maybe we're not meant to be?
Maybe the timings all wrong?
Will I ever be enough?
Do I deserve his touch?
Does he want me alive?
Am I better off dead?
Will these pills even work?
Or will I just fall asleep?
Will I ever wake up?
Am I dead yet?
Maybe....

How much can one soul take?
When it is scorched by seething snarls and twisted words
With bitter kisses of one night stands
The closest things it has to love
Its mothers touch has long since curdled
And tears sting with crushed anger
How much can one soul take?
In a world so unruly and unjust
An abusive relationship between body and mind
A soul does not prevent the flesh from bleeding
Only the heart from beating
As sweet mercy of death finally draws this dance to an end
A soul is freed from its cage of flesh and material world
And set alight by a ray of everlasting hope
Until it lands in another
And continues its journey

*How much can your soul take?

He's restless. With bile in his throat
And adrenalin in his veins
He's living long before he realizes
A fist a flask a bit o this and that
An addiction
A love
A girl....
She's clever. A mindful eye behind her brain
A heart she thought would never beat again
A smoke a kiss a **** and a talent
Her addictions
Her love
Him....
They collide like the moon and the sea
Never completely
But enough
To move one another with grace unseen.
He has a poem she has a song
A word a whisper a lyric and a pun
They make each other,
The worlds most tragic
And divine
Lovers of the night
And sun

For you,             nothing
Love                                not now,
Hurt                                          no more.
Nothing              for you
Not now,                          love
No more                                    hurt

Go ahead and try me
Your crystallized fists won't shatter me
A sociopath of your own invention
Tears may fall
They won't get my attention
I'm a thousand miles above you
Watch my tornado rain
You no longer move my plateau
Get that through your brain