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3.4k · Dec 2013
Missed Opportunity
Artemis Dec 2013
Two Souls Apart (Part I)
Two souls met
They fell in love
At the wrong time
The right people
In the wrong place
She was beautiful
Hair gold as the sun
Flaring like wildfire
He was simple enough
An artist with sound
With a wanderers heart
She was never who
She told him she was
Maybe he was never
Completely honest
With her either
They always meant well
And they were so happy
Plans of running away
Far from everyone else
Isolation on an island
Separated by miles of water
Away from judging eyes
But how long could it last
These fairy-tale romances
Just never seem to survive
The cold winters of distance
So they parted ways
Hearts torn into pieces
Plagued by memories
The taste of her lips
Her skin warm and soft
She tried to drown him out
With another in her bed
He screamed his songs
Desperate to be rid of her
She was slowly overwhelmed
So far away from home
He threw himself into the divine
Turning from the sin he held
Becoming a saint of high regard
He found someone new
On the Saint Who Fell for the Sinner (Part II)
He didn't go looking for her
Truth be told she just fell into his life
He was held captive
At the beauty she possessed
Her eyes as spacious as the sky
Deeper than any well of knowledge
So he chased her
She led him through the woods
A deep dark and twisted path
More than once he nearly gave up
But she played him well
She held his attention until he was hopelessly lost
When she felt safe she stopped
The saint wondered at her
Such a fair and beautiful creature
She showed him her scars
Her sins and filthy addictions
Somehow he was not repelled by this
Instead he found himself drawn even more
So he sheltered her fragile soul
Until the day she forgot to maintain her lies
The saint was destroyed at the deception of the sinner
He was driven to madness
The saint searched for comfort
Something to help find the pieces of his shattered heart
To stitch it together again
But he found no cure
No method of healing that would bring him back
In this way the sinner destroyed the saint
Integration (Part III)
He wondered hopelessly for months on end
Searching for peace
All he could find was distractions
Nothing permanent to occupy his time
Functioning was near impossible
Nothing held his interest anymore
He played his songs but was discouraged
Wrote his words but they seemed empty
He could not bring himself back into civilization
He separated himself from all others
As much as he could
He couldn't merge back
Made no connections with any meaning
He was so disconnected
And old memories resurfaced
He found himself longing for her again
For her kiss and her touch
To feel the warmth of her skin again
Her hand holding his so tight
He wondered if she felt the same
The second half of his soul
Evanesce the Island (Part IV)*
Maybe all their plans
Weren't so foolish after all
What if they had known exactly
What they needed to survive
Shouldn't they run away from the world
To set themselves apart
From a cruel and cold world
That they aren't fit for
Let it be just them so far away
From all the rest of the world
Let them do as they please away
From all eyes
Let them love like they were made
On a beach under the sun
Away from these rainy days
That never end
~W.C.
3.3k · Apr 2014
A Friendly Reminder
Artemis Apr 2014
This is a friendly reminder to watch the calendar and mark the days
Times flies faster than you realize and some things are worth remembering
This is a friendly reminder to take some time for yourself
Listen to your thoughts and learn to understand whats going on in your own head
This is a friendly reminder that your parents aren’t stupid
Sometimes they really do know what they’re talking about
This is a friendly reminder to not judge a book by its cover
Smiles can hide pain and anyone can look beautiful for a day
This is a friendly reminder to write your paper during the day
Don’t lose sleep over things you could easily put to rest
This is a friendly reminder that every story is a coin
There are always two sides and someone is always getting richer
This is a friendly reminder that rainy days are made for lovers
So hold her close and love her while the sun looks away
This is a friendly reminder that sometimes your eyes hear better than your ears
Liars deceive with their mouths not their hands
This is a friendly reminder that distance is only as far as you make it out to be
Someday you will be together and thats all that matters
This is a friendly reminder to do good things
Not to be remembered but because the world needs it
This is a friendly reminder that some people look up to you
The next generation will always be a product of the generation before
This is a friendly reminder that love is not about possession
She does not belong to you she is her own person and thats why you love her
This is a friendly reminder to keep your gas tank full
You never know when you’ll have to leave and there isn’t always time to stop
This is a friendly reminder that skin is only meant to protect whats important
The skeleton is only a vessel to hold it all together
This is a friendly reminder to show her you love her
Even if you haven’t told her yet never make her second guess it
This is a friendly reminder that boats without anchors are useless
Even the smallest of storms will sink them with ease
This is a friendly reminder that all it takes is a nightlight
To illuminate the darkness under your bed and scare the monsters away
This is a friendly reminder that some girls only last as long as the season
They are not worth writing about or looking back on
This is a friendly reminder that even the stars burn out
If nothing lasts forever make forever last
*~W.C.
2.9k · Mar 2014
Fingerprints
Artemis Mar 2014
You have to be careful of what you touch
Everything you ever lay your hands on
Will forever remember the way you held it
Until it fades away into the dust that it came from
The pen will remember how you held it between your fingers
How much pressure you put on it when you wrote her a love letter
Her doorbell will always remember the way your hand shook
The day you took her out for the first time
The passenger side door handle will remember
How your hand was slick with sweat when you tried to open it for her
The fork and knife you used to cut your steak that night
Will remember how you fumbled with them because you were so nervous
The steering wheel will remember how tightly you held it
As you drove her back to her house after dinner
They will always remember every detail of your touch
So think twice before you reach out to her and take her hand
Because when you touch her your fingerprints aren’t only left on the surface
They will sink below the surface of her skin and seep into her blood stream
They will course through her entire body
And just like the pen she will never forget the way you touched her
*~W.C.
2.0k · May 2014
Germination
Artemis May 2014
How did we ever confuse the birds with the bushes
We’ve kept the birds wings clipped
And the bushes are running rampant
Yet we still wonder why we can’t understand anything
Like how gravestones roll off your tongue
Why the matches fall from your fingertips
And how your name has always reminded me of the gallows
The monsters under our beds have voices like shattering glass
And I know it makes it so hard to sleep sometimes
You told me to keep all my skeletons in the closet
Because I shouldn’t want anyone to read the signs that hang around their necks
I know to never look at them unless I want to see everything I ever died trying to find
And when I wake up in the middle of the night
With the tremors haunting me like a car crash
I always think I’m back in that hospital bed
And I’m sorry that I cannot control what escapes from my lips in that moment
I swear to God I’m not afraid of the dark I just don’t know what I’m fighting anymore
Entangled in the bushes that we left to grow unchecked
While the birds without wings watch me struggle with what I’ve made
Strange how its so hard to breathe without the sun
*~W.C.
1.8k · Mar 2014
She Is Not a Prize
Artemis Mar 2014
She is not a prize but that does not mean you should not prize her
Keep her heart on the mantle but light a fire beneath it to keep her warm and kind
Don’t keep her hidden like a secret she has already been bottled up her whole life
Show her off like a lottery ticket it was nothing more than luck that brought her into your life
This was not your own doing and you will do well to remember that
Give her a place to hide when the sun is too bright and the wind is too loud
But don’t treat her like a caged animal she does not belong to you
She is a canvas but you are not the artist and you do not touch her without her written consent
The right to decorate her body with your fingerprints or your kisses does not belong to you
Keep your hand outstretched to her at all times
She knows herself better than you do and she will take it when she needs it
When she cries don’t stop her and when she smiles smile with her
These are honest forms of communication so listen when she talks to you
Never yell at her she doesn’t deserve that
Don’t treat her like a child anymore her parents did enough of that
If she falls asleep first she feels safe whatever you do hold on to that
She is already scared of the ways she can hurt herself she doesn’t need to be afraid of the ways you can hurt her
And whatever you do don’t give her a reason to leave
She might think you want her to
*~W.C.
1.3k · Aug 2014
The Astronaut
Artemis Aug 2014
I swear its not the way they told us it was
They said it was dead dark and empty
But I promise that you’ll never feel more alive
What they never told us was that the stars are more than fragments
You don’t know how bright they are until you’ve actually seen one
Alive and shining in her monumental glory
Until she becomes nothing more than dust
Its an addicting cycle that comes to you silently in the darkness
I’m sorry that I came back home like this and I’ve never been more convinced
That space is more full than any life we could have here
But now I’m sick and its nothing that can be helped
Its not a matter of white blood cells
You’ll have to inject me with something else now
And if thats the way it has to be then so be it
But you can’t see the stars from here the same way
The way her eyes started to dim was close enough
I’m sorry officer I forgot sound carried so far
*~W.C.
1.3k · Jan 2014
You Are Not
Artemis Jan 2014
I've been to all ends of the earth looking for you but you are not direction
I searched the sky for you but you are not a constellation
I looked to the sea but you are not the waves
When I searched the trees I was disappointed by your absence but you are not a bird
I looked under the ground but you are not the roots of the pines
I dissected every line I ever wrote but you are not a collection of words
When I listened to the wind I couldn't help myself and I tried to hear you but you are not a whisper
Screaming in caves creates company but you are not an echo
I gathered a crew and set sail in treacherous weather but you are not a lighthouse
I've heard the floor boards squeak and the walls moan but you are not a house
This car has carried me for ninety five thousand miles but you are not the highway
I climbed to the tops of mountains but you are not a feeling of victory
With thoughts of warmth I struck a match and lit the woods on fire but you are not heat
I stood alone in the night watching the snow fall but you are not the cold
Hundreds of hours spent in the ICU have proven I am sick but you are not the antidote
I melted thousands of renown paintings but you are not inspiration
Millions of scientific advances have been torn apart but you are not understanding
I've searched the words of prophets philosophers and teachers but you are not wisdom
They drew blood from my veins but you are not life
A psychic read my mind but you are not thought
I visited with inventors but you are not an idea
But the day she ripped my heart out of my chest I found you nestled inside safe and sound
And it dawned on me that you are my sunshine
*~W.C.
1.2k · Dec 2014
Linecostraphobitis
Artemis Dec 2014
Do you remember every drive in the dark like I do
Or is it something you left behind like the leaves abandon trees
Couldn’t we have been more than another line in your notebook
Unless it was always the falling stars that held your attention
Mention of your name still carries weight but I’m not sure they see it
Even though I can’t keep my hands from shaking but I know I’m getting better
Not even the empty frames taste like the sadness
That you always said lingered in the back of your throat
Even when you were reaching for my hand
Verbs traced along bare skin and even then you said it persisted
Every word you spoke made the needles plunged into my skin seem more real
Ripping tearing slashing and gouging
You never seemed to notice the blood stains or maybe you thought they were yours
Countless times I tried to bring you back but I could never find the light in your eyes
Unfocused and without direction a magnet attracted to something other than the truth
Repulsed by your own touch but you never shied away from mine
Validation in all of it forms could never reach far enough at least not from my lips
Ebbing away like the tide and we all know I’m not strong enough to stop the moon
Often we sat in silence for hours when all words failed
For your own sanity this was all I could do and I still don’t know that it helped
How did I ever let things get so far out of hand anyway
Every second I spent trying to hold you close and keep you safe
Repulsed by everything I had to offer I guess I can only apologize
*~W.C.
1.1k · Feb 2014
How to Train a Ghost
Artemis Feb 2014
If you want to train a ghost you must have a subject after which to model the ghost. Find someone who takes your breath away. Maybe it will be that girl who sits across from you on the subway, or it could be a close friend that you've always wanted more from.

Make memories with them. Memories that won’t easily fade. The kind that come to you in the darkest hours of the night. Learn all the little things about them that you possibly can. Every endearing detail and quirk that makes them a unique human being, and love them to your own breaking point. It doesn’t matter if they return your love. Some even argue that its better if they don’t. This way you know that they will be the one to leave you, but thats just a matter of opinion.

Take little pieces of them and stow them away in your pockets. Hide some of those pieces in the music you listened to while you were with them. Take another and put it in the walls and under the floorboards of the places you went together. Stain everything you know with their memory. The best ghost trainers can do all of this without ever speaking a word to their subject.

Eventually they will leave you. It will be quick like when the sun shines through the clouds on a dark day before hiding his face again. There will be no real explanation. Don't you know there is no law for such things? Now the ghost will begin to take shape, and if you have followed each instruction carefully you will never be able to escape.
*~W.C.
1.1k · Mar 2014
Blood Bags
Artemis Mar 2014
The sharks swimming around our feet
Never bothered us while we wasted time
Throwing blood bags into the ocean
I always thought if I created another catastrophe
You’d circle above my head again
More like a vulture than an angel
But my wrists have always been too frail
And you never cared that much
*~W.C.
1.1k · Mar 2014
Shallow
Artemis Mar 2014
Do you ever get stuck on someones physical appearance
To the point where you can't get past one of their features
Its just so eye catching and no matter what you can't help but focus
On this one aspect of them that shouldn't really matter so much
When you talk to them you find yourself fixated
Eyes drawn to whatever it is that calls for your attention
You see I only ask because I am having this very problem
I adore her to no end but I simply can't get past her eyes
They're just so beautiful
*~W.C.
1.1k · May 2014
Undeveloped
Artemis May 2014
Call me insignificant but I’ve been chasing undeveloped photographs
Down these old hallways that we used to call home when the sun didn’t look right
Locked away in closets with my heart stuck under your skin
The same old words buried under your fingernails
Sometimes I struggle to find the difference between hospital rooms and a bed for the night
And I’ve never seen the point of living by the hands of the man-made god that hangs on the wall
But the difference between then and now was that I always saw you in the dark
I traded your broken grimace for her smile and I swear to God I will never regret it
Because she speaks the same words with her mouth sewn shut
And I guess thats something you could never understand
*~W.C.
1.1k · Mar 2014
The Belle in the Lake
Artemis Mar 2014
I’ve been on this train for God knows how long
And the river beside us never seems to end
The sky has been bruised for the last seventeen hours
Honestly I don’t know what to make of it anymore
Smoke hangs in each of our lungs
The windows are all locked
They offer no relief
All I can do anymore is sleep and dream
To me that is enough because I see her there
She wears a little white dress that stops just above her knees
Dancing ankle deep in a lake I’ve never been to
A tiara made from white roses sits delicately on her head
The contrast of the flowers and her soft red hair is striking
She smiles and holds her hand out to me
I want to go out to her
To take her in my arms and hold her
But I know I will stumble and wake again
As it has been every time before
For now seeing her has to be enough
*~W.C.
1.1k · Mar 2014
November
Artemis Mar 2014
I spent the month of November living in the spine of a whale that washed up on shore
The only thing that kept me sane was the sound of the waves rolling across the beach
And only because it sounded like my fingers trailing across your bare skin or your lips against mine
I kept a fire burning just to stay warm
It laughed at me the whole time I sat across from it shivering
And it reminded me of how you would always laugh at me when I couldn’t keep myself from shaking
I hope your muscles are thinning out and the tremors haunt you now
There was an old lighthouse a few miles up the shore where I spent most of my time
I think the light at the top had a faulty connection somewhere
Because it flickered off and on at what seemed like irregular intervals
Truth is it reminded me of the way you used to smile at me
There must be a faulty connection somewhere among your synapses too
*~W.C.
1.1k · Jan 2014
For Those Who Know Loss
Artemis Jan 2014
I know what it is to lose someone
I have felt the pain that sinks
Down your throat and settles
In the pit of your stomach
And eats you from the inside
I am familiar with the process
Of suffering and I know your pain
I want you to know that its ok
That you don't want to move on
Just yet and its ok to to spend
Hours at a time crying in the
Darkness of your room
Its ok if you want to hold on
To the memory of your loved
One and don't you ever let
Anyone tell you differently
But remember that there must be
A time when you get back up
And carry on this doesn't mean
That you have to forget them
You don't have to bury them deep
Inside and keep them hidden you
Just have to realize that your life
Isn't over yet and you still have
A full life to live
Dedicate your life to them if thats
What you want to do thats ok too
Just don't forget that time isn't
Going to hold still for you or
Anyone else
But for now its ok that you're
Taking this time to remember the
One you've lost
*~W.C.
1.0k · Feb 2014
Empty
Artemis Feb 2014
I discovered something today
In a place by the sea
Where you can hear the waves as they gently kiss the shore
I've been watching the two of them a long time
And I think she only ever leaves him
So she can come back and kiss him 'hello' again
It seems all good and well doesn't it
At first glance most things do
She looks so innocent the way she rushes to his arms
How she softly traces his lips with hers
And then they playfully struggle against each other
When she tries to run back out again
But what you don't see
Is that every time she leaves him
She takes a little piece that he can't replace
Its too small to be measured and you can't see the difference with your eyes
Over the course of time it will take its toll
Someday she will have carved a small hole in his chest
You see this is not just a game
This is how she will preserve her future
She needs a place to hide when the world gets cold
Somewhere she will feel safe and warm
Maybe she has to do this to him because she needs something that feels familiar
Not a strange alien sensation that she has never known before
What if she only runs into his arms to get used to being surrounded by him
Before moving into that empty cavity where his heart used to be
I wonder if she even knows what she is doing
*~W.C.
1.0k · Jan 2015
Detachment
Artemis Jan 2015
I loved you like a brother for so much longer than you ever deserved
Somehow those fourteen years have slipped away from me
And I think that if we're being honest you don't know a thing about me
Let me tell you that there is good reason for this
I hope that someday it hits you out of nowhere like a broken bungie cord
We gave you a home when home was the last place you wanted to be
But I can't escape the fact that all you can do is mock my very existence
Almost like you feel you could take my place so easily if I was gone
Removed somehow from a picture I was painted into years before you
We all know that no monster can wear a mask forever
I've always known this day would come but I thought we had passed all this
Maybe I should've known the day would come a second time
But somehow I always find you on my doorstep without a key
I fear that I will never be rid of you because even when you're gone you find a way
You don't even hear the words that come out of your mouth
It used to be empty apologies every other day
But now its just an offense without an amend I honestly thought you were smarter than this
You make me sick and I'd trade you for the plague just to feel peace
I've never heard someone talk so much with nothing to say and no ears to listen
You once told me that the only reason you would never leave her
Is because you know you would never find someone else who could love you
What a waste of a beautiful girl who will never know any better
Than to sell her heart in fifth grade and never learn how to take it back
People like you are everything that's wrong with the world
I had hoped I would learn something from this at the very least
But maybe all I can take away from this is that some people can't be changed
I never wanted to think like this but this is the change you've made in me
At night I tear you apart in my dreams and I'm so sorry but I wake up with a smile
*~W.C.
1.0k · Nov 2015
Something Old
Artemis Nov 2015
How many times are you supposed to give someone a chance before you stop wasting time
I've been looking for answers to all these questions like why you painted your room black to keep the shadows out
Like why you burned everything if you didn't have every intention of leaving everything the way it was
You pushed me away and locked me out for two weeks and If I had waited any longer I would have died
I would have bleed out on your doorstep and the last thing I ever wanted was for my blood to stain your home
But if I leave you with anything at all let it be that you were wrong when you said everyone always leaves
We could have talked but I know you've been tired of fighting for so long and there is nothing I can do for you
I can't be left for so long on such unstable ground without putting my own life in imminent danger
And if I'm telling the truth it wouldn't have deterred me in the slightest if I had just one sign you would do the same
You never knew me any differently than anyone else and I gave you every chance
If you had wanted it you would have taken it but there was always someone else for you
But the worst part was that when there wasn't you had me and I can't live like that
They say not to make homes out of people but it would have been better to be your home than to be your hotel room
I want you to wake up with a smile on your face again because you know everything is better
But it will have to be somewhere else because you never let me come close to you
*~W.C.
1.0k · Aug 2014
The Sailor
Artemis Aug 2014
I put a lighthouse in the window in hopes that you were coming home
But we don’t even share the same shoreline
These storms have never been good to me
And I made too many promises to keep my life in my own hands
I’m afraid these legs are far too weak to ever stand in a courtroom
And the angels lost interest in me a long time ago
All I can do is fend them off with broken wrists
I was never frail until I gave you everything I had
But now I’m tired of the guillotine smiles
And every embrace that feels like a noose
Waking up in a deathbed feels unnerving at first
I guess its better than shivering on the floor
The real horror comes later when you start to feel comfortable
*~W.C.
992 · Dec 2014
Burn Victim
Artemis Dec 2014
They say that opposites attract but I stopped listening a long time ago
I never knew who was talking anyway and I've never agreed with them
But I think she might be a lot like me and I have nothing to base this on
Aside from the fact that she leaves rooms like a burn victim
If this room is on fire I think its because of the matchbox in her sleeves
Yet I can't prove any of this I haven't even heard her voice
She's a whole new language I don't understand yet
*~W.C.
970 · Mar 2014
Simple Catalyst
Artemis Mar 2014
Antarctica is just a hotel room that we passed sometime late last week
This highway only has a handful of exits but we don’t know where we’re going
And for some reason we’ve been measuring everything in heartbeats
It tears me apart because I would rather measure you in kisses
Confined to the hospital bed in the backseat I’ve never known such helplessness
Your smile lights the way but there is nothing to see except these blank white walls
I know what I want and thats a small victory in and of itself
But warm beds have always eluded me and the wings meant to bring you to me keep disappearing
They keep me tied down and I wonder if its because they think I’ll hurt myself again
I didn’t know any better and they never bothered to teach me
My father never warned me about the ocean
He never spoke to me of the currents
So how was I to know the real danger was hidden under the surface
My mother never warned me about the forest
She never spoke to me of the depths
So how was I to know the real danger was in my lack of direction
Now I just stare into coffee cups because they remind me of my mistakes I think it must be the smell
I had hoped they were just being careless but maybe it was me after all
*~W.C.
968 · May 2014
Vassal
Artemis May 2014
The skeletons of clocks will always haunt these hallways
And I can never remember anything you said to me
I suppose the problem is the rope around my neck
Never mind the fact that you’re the floor under my feet
Maybe I just hate the idea that everything I touch here could become a memorial
All for a lost soul who never learned how to properly read a map
But I think I’m just scared of my candle burning out before its lit
I’m tired of the silverware tied to my wrist and the paperclips under my fingernails
We walk on eggshells and all we ever do is **** our own young
You hurt me more than anyone and my lungs still bleed everyday
This is not on me I blame you both for it but not for the tremors in my hands
I still remember that hospital room
And the twenty seven hooks that held up the curtain
Those condescending looks stick with you
After all I’m just another stupid kid spilling his guts all over your floor
I still remember that the part that hurt the most
Was when they took all the pain away
And I think about that a lot more than I should
Maybe that says things about me that I could never tell you
There are a lot of things that I have trouble saying
And I’ve never been fond of needles
Or the bed they told me I was meant to sleep in
This is not my own creation I know I didn’t work for this
I was aiming for the church bells and all I hit was the flagpole
Can you still fall asleep without my skin these days
Do you find yourself lying in bed reaching towards the ceiling
Almost as if you could cradle the stars in your hands
Because I do and I like to think you’re doing the same
*~W.C.
968 · Feb 2014
1/16/14 6:49pm
Artemis Feb 2014
There was one moment
That I found to be
Especially surreal
You had just lost your wi-fi (again)
And our call had just reconnected
The picture clarified for just
A single moment no longer
Than two seconds of
A crystal clear image
You had looked away from the screen
Something had caught your
Attention (the kids attaching engines to their bikes or maybe your dad taking the dog back in)
And I saw just how beautiful you are
For just a second I could see how
Vibrant your hair was
Not quite like a fire so much
As the softest of velvet curtains
Even though I think you could
Set fire to the largest of forests with
The greatest of ease
I could see how blue your eyes were
Like the sky but not early in the morning
Rather the dark it turns before
All the light is drained from it
And for the briefest time I saw into your soul
I could see how much you long
To leave like a bird locked in a cage
I could see how finely crafted you are
Like a painters finest work of art
Every cell a skillful brush stroke
In that moment I knew I wanted to kiss you
But I was so acutely aware of the fact that
We were separated by so much time (why do we measure distance in time anyway)
And that I won't have that chance for
What could be as long as months
This all happened in only a few seconds
And when you looked back at me
You smiled and laugh (the sweetest sound I've ever heard)
And in that moment something clicked inside me
I knew I would have to hold you in my arms
And I would have to put my hands on your hips or your face (I haven't decided yet)
Pull you close to me and kiss you
I'll do anything to make that happen
Mark my words little bird someday I will set you free
*~W.C.
966 · Jun 2014
Assurance
Artemis Jun 2014
Its something different over the sea
And deep beneath the roots of the trees
Not a smell or current in the air waves
A feeling in your bones that cries
Everything that isn’t in your blood stream
The dream that hides under your bed
And the ghost that lives in the wall
You are a sense of clarity
And suddenly her face is changing
*~W.C.
960 · Nov 2015
Untitled
Artemis Nov 2015
I find myself straightening out the welcome mat and making sure the door is unlocked
Dusting the stairs and changing the sheets on the bed everyday
Painting the walls fresh in dark green in hopes that it feels safe for you to come home to
I've always been told to prepare for the things I want and I swear we'll be closer one day
Tracing each others fingertips with our lips and learning the nuances of our voices woven together
We could be like oceans falling into each other and scientists can argue where we begin and end
Tie little memories you have of me to your feet like shadows that engulf the entire room at night
You can be my sun and I'll be your moon waiting to be eclipsed with you
Forgive me when I stumble over my words I just want to tell you everything
I know it will all come out too fast I hope you understand
While I will continue to shake violently I'm ok now I can live with this
The door is unlocked and I'll leave the lights on for you
You're free to come and go as you please as long as you know you can call this home
We can stay up all night holding cups of coffee just to enjoy the smell
I think I could start to associate some other feeling with it if I tried
When it starts to rain I hope this is the first place you think of even if you can't arrive just yet
Just picture those lights and know you can come inside when you're ready
*~W.C.
958 · Jan 2014
You
Artemis Jan 2014
You
It's beautiful how
You move your mouth
And vibrate your vocal cords
It's beautiful how
Your lungs expand
Taking in oxygen that
Will soon flow through
Your veins
It's beautiful how
Your heart beats
In your chest with
The promise of life
How it welcomes the
Weary and empowers them
To carry on
It's beautiful how
Your brain sends
Electricity through
Your body each carrying
A wonderfully crafted thought
It's beautiful how
Your joints bend
And twist into the
Most wonderful shapes
It's beautiful how
your lips rise into
A smile and how
Your hips move while
You walk
It's beautiful how
Your eyes flutter
Like a hummingbird
From flower to flower
It's beautiful how
Your skeleton carries
Your skin and shelters
The vital organs inside
It's beautiful how
You're you
*~W.C.
Artemis Nov 2014
Tell me about the time you realized his fingers were scissors
And he could never hold you without tearing you apart
Or about how his words are bullets that don't leave exit wounds
You'll carry this with you forever now
When did you notice that he never blinked
And I swear to God he has no idea what your face looks like
Darling
I  '  m  s  o  s  o  r  r  y  
He looked at the sky and only saw the constellations
Not the stars that made up everything you dreamed of
He looked at you and only saw your skin
Not the cells and certainly not everything that it held in place
He held you and kissed your lips and he'll never remember you
As anything more than a dark room and stained bed sheets
You meant more to me than that
But I was less to you than you were to him
So just leave me be pulling on ropes with nothing on the other end
*~W.C.
936 · Jul 2014
Medication
Artemis Jul 2014
It’s one year later now
And all your pictures are gone
It’s two girls later and yet you’re still the one
That I’m writing about and I don’t understand
Why I can’t let you go
There was little to nothing that was so special
About the week and a half we shared
You’re not the only one I’ve stayed awake until
3 A.M. for and you’re not the only girl who has ever made me smile
I’ve had more empty promises than the one you made
To me concerning backpacks and hospital beds
Maybe it’s because you’re the only one who has used me the way you did
I guess I was like medication for your anxiety
You insisted I didn’t have to be here and I told you
I knew what I was doing
When I took the class the next semester it almost killed me
Because I had to do it alone
And I felt so lost
When the doctor asked me if I was on any medication
It was all I could do not to scream your name
*~W.C.
933 · Aug 2015
Twisting Patterns
Artemis Aug 2015
I'm so tired I keep stumbling over my feet
Much like the words on my tongue getting caught in my teeth
But if you were to kiss me now you might understand
You have no season nothing to govern your insides
Consistency is not a law in your mind and its twisting your bones
Somehow I find myself here again covered in someone else's blood
At least thats the way that I remember it
But I guess I'll never be sure of anything when I can't trust my own perception
The corner of my eye has become your favorite haunt
But I don't mind I enjoy your silent company
I've been avoiding sleep like the plague just in case there's a reason
Supposedly there is a chance that I'm in critical condition
And if I had to guess I would say they're probably right
Its just been so long since I've seen you smile
No number of miles could carry too high a price
I just don't know what you want so I'll sit quietly and wait
The thought of pushing you away breaks my heart
In patterns you can't find in shattered glass or broken bones
I would know I've had my fair share of bad luck and frail redemption
You've contorted everything and it makes it hard to see
If only I could take your hands and whisper in your ear
Then maybe you would stop trembling
Maybe you could see far enough to see the sky
Its only so dark because its time for you to rest and tend to your wounds
My eyes may deceive me often but I don't see any clouds for miles
All I see are the stars that used to make up my favorite constellation
*~W.C.
932 · Jun 2014
Repair
Artemis Jun 2014
Its always in this house
Where her small ivory hands have never been
And her blood red lips have never tasted
The floor sings sad songs as we walk
At such late hours in the night
Its the stairs and the purple curtain
That I think I’ll associate with the way things were
When it was just me I kept my gas tank full
So I could always leave at a moments notice
The highway has never sounded so quiet in my life
Drowned out in your whispers
But even a sinking ship can be repaired
*~W.C.
924 · Aug 2014
The Magician
Artemis Aug 2014
They always said it like it was a sin and I never believed them
I hand picked you out of a sea of people
Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I could see your eyes
So clearly from miles away and I wanted nothing more than to touch them
I knew the Queen of Hearts could never fall for a simple joker
But for better or for worse you took my hand and you followed me
What you never knew was how I stacked the deck
I never deserved a second of your time and I think we both knew it
But you never took your eyes off mine and my hands worked quickly
You can only pull the rabbit out of the hat so many times before you lose your charm
And everyone always forgets that the vanishing act is last
They always said it like it was a sin to mix pleasure and business
But I never believed them and now you’re gone
922 · Mar 2014
Can You Remember
Artemis Mar 2014
If you look back can you remember
Can you remember what it was like
When you looked out over the ocean
And it looked like more than a compilation of questions
Can you remember when we could see past the horizon
And the air in our lungs tasted fresh
Can you remember when promises were like death sentences
When secrets were ties stronger than blood
If this is growing up I’ll keep holding my breath
Can you remember when guardian angels
Were nothing more than a nightlight
And the sound of the tv downstairs
Can you remember when it started to rain
But we didn’t associate it with dreams covering 654 miles
It was the key to the closet where we hid happiness
Can you remember what its like to measure time in minutes
And not in paychecks or homework assignments
Can you remember the exact moment when we lost ourselves
Living our lives to satisfy people we’ll never meet
*~W.C.
913 · Oct 2014
One Week
Artemis Oct 2014
I told my mother I couldn’t imagine dating someone I barely knew
And yet somehow we still found ourselves on the side of the road
With no way home and no desire to be anywhere but together
It was only one week later when I held you for the first time
When we first kissed and you couldn’t keep yourself from smiling
And it was only a matter of time before it began to feel unnatural
For your hand to be anywhere but in mine
I remember feeling homesick without you sitting in my passenger seat
Somedays I still feel that way
The truth is its so hard for someone to come into your life so fast
And leave just as swiftly
Now all I have are these ghosts that haunt my dreams
I swear I won’t let them torment me forever
*~W.C.
887 · Jan 2015
I Won't Name It
Artemis Jan 2015
If there are ghosts in this place I think they're of me and you
Not of everything we were but of everything we were meant to be
You've always been the girl who's astounded she can't breathe
When she's spent two weeks filling her lungs with water
What a dangerous person to love
But I still remember what it meant for me
To drape my sweatshirt on the back of your desk chair
Light from your tv in the dark shines bright in my mind eye
Even though I've tried so hard to keep it buried under this garden
But how can I expect to be happy picking flowers that make me bleed
And I swear to God if I could face the guillotine to be rid of them I would
But ghosts seem to thrive in the dying fire
*~W.C.
875 · Nov 2015
Dissection
Artemis Nov 2015
When I was eight years old I dropped my pencil and managed to put it through my left foot
Thats how I learned to sit still and dive into my own head instead of the outside world
I came to the conclusion that anything outside my eyelids was dangerous
So when I seem reserved please don't hold it against me I just feel like I need to protect myself
I have plenty of scars now but most of them don't show easily and I guess I should apologize for it
The next year I injured myself learning to ride a bike something I had never had any interest in
That was the day I learned not to try so hard for things I don't care about
When I was seventeen I met a girl who told me to never hug with one arm because it was half-hearted
Over the next year she became very dear to me but it didn't last nearly as long as either of us hoped
But you can only wear a mask for so long without suffocating yourself but that is what she learned
I was just tired of getting sick from the lies she spoon fed me calling it medicine
That was also the year I learned that I am not responsible for anyone else's actions but my own
When I was eighteen I went to college and experienced the entire twelve year school experience in three years
I never understood culture shock until I was alone surrounded by loud people who didn't think the same as me
I met them both in college but they seemed to be one person and I think that was just to make up for lost time
But truth be told that was time I could have lived having lost I'm still trying to drown out the bitter taste of regret
That was how I learned you could give too much of yourself and I knew I was right to say the world was dangerous
I learned how three am felt and the cold gaze of the stars that scared sleep away became all to familiar
Soon it became clear that not everyone loves or feels love in the same way
And the only relief I could find was driving down the highway only lit by the cars that couldn't sleep
When I was twenty-one I graduated from college with what I imagined to be a useless degree and I was vexed
Infuriated at the idea that I had spent so much time and money on something that would never benefit me
No matter what angle I looked at things I could not see the wisdom in this decision but I was also a fool
I got a new job that I would not have been prepared for without my time at school
Here I am an anomaly that no one seems to understand and thats okay because ultimately this is what I need to be
We don't happen by chance that has never been the way anything works
I know this because things are better now and I'm starting to question validity of death
*~W.C.
857 · Feb 2014
Learn to Live
Artemis Feb 2014
No matter what happens
I think I'll always wonder if I'm losing you
Even if we fast forward fifty years and you've been falling asleep in my arms
For the past forty-eight I think I'll still wonder
Its not a matter of me being insecure in myself
More just knowing how absolutely beautiful your insides look
And learning more as we go along I can't help but think
That I can't give you all the things that you deserve
Maybe no one can but that won't stop me from thinking you deserve a better life
I just need you to know that I don't have a lot going for me
You should be aware of the fact that I'm a dreamer and I might not make it
Someday down the line I hope to be able to pay my own bills with my own creations
But right now I am completely incapable of supporting myself never mind someone else
Just don't forget that you mean so much to me
And if things work out for us I want you to know that I'll try my best to keep us from drowning
I'm not going to hesitate to say that I'm scared of the future because I thought I would know more by now
I had hopes that I would be well on my way to feeling ready to settle down somewhere with someone
But the truth is I know nothing about what to do with this life I've been given
Isn't there supposed to be a time when everything clicks and it all starts to make sense
How is it possible that in the very near future I'll be sitting down with my father for a cold beer
But I still have no understanding of how the universe works
One of the last remaining comforting thoughts that I have
Is that we could learn all of this together
Maybe we could teach ourselves how to live
A life filled with satisfaction
If you want
*~W.C.
846 · Jun 2015
June 20, 2015
Artemis Jun 2015
“Do you think anyone ever really loves anyone else anymore?”

The water is crawling slowly up the shore. You can’t see the sun. He’s hiding behind the clouds again like he has been all week. The forecast had been sunny in the high eighties, and they were right. Partially at least. It wasn’t sunny, but the air was almost thick enough to see and the weight of it was enough to break your legs if you tried to walk for too long. She was sitting next to him. Dragging her finger across the surface of the sand creating these nonsensical shapes like a long lost language she barely remembered how to speak. He sat with his arms wrapped around his legs. His eyes lost somewhere over the ocean far away from the shore.

“You’re not even listening to me are you?”

It sounded more like a statement than a question, but he was used to that.

“I’m listening.”

“Well do you?”

“Do I think people ever fall in love anymore?”

“No, you’re not listening to me. I asked if you thought people ever really loved each other anymore.”

“How is that any different?”

“People fall in love all the time. I know that. But that isn’t really the same as loving someone else.”

“I’m not sure I can agree with that.”

“Think about it.”

She doesn’t carry on right away. She told him to think about it and that was exactly what she intended for him to do. A sun now sits above her absent minded art. It’s simple. Just a few lines emitting from a circle like a child would draw in first grade.

“We spend our entire lives falling in love. We hear all these ideas about what the world should be like, and how people should treat each other. And it all sounds nice, but everything is so impractical, and people are so quick to move on from things that don’t yield quick results. We never stick with anything no matter how nice it sounds. We fall in love with the idea that everyone should be treated equally. We love the idea of a world where people are treated more like people, and less like machines. So what do we do?”

“I don’t know. What do we do?”

“We sit behind screens and go through the motions like we’re making a difference. Sometimes I wonder who we think we’re fooling. You can sit on Facebook, Twitter, or Tumblr all day long and rant about how messed up the world is, but it’s all so pointless. We know we’re not really changing anything, and it’s not, like, something we feel deep down or anything like that. It’s so fake we know it on a surface level. But everyone else is doing the exact same thing, and everyone knows that everyone else is being fake.”

She stops talking for a moment. Taking a breath and rubbing out her first grade sun.

“We fall in love with the idea. But nothing happens and in a few months something else will be just as important as equality, and we’ll write and rant just as much about that. We fall in love in our heads every other hour, but no one sacrifices more than a few hours of their day and maybe some money. Until you sacrifice more than you would ever want to there’s no way for anyone to know that this ‘love’ we have has any substance.”

A crescent moon has replaced her sun. She turns to look at him.

“I don’t think it’s so different. I’m afraid because it seems like we fall in love with people like their ideas. You can go through all the motions and make everything look absolutely perfect. The guy can send her the sweetest good morning and good night texts everyday. He can buy her flowers, and hold her hand at the movies. He can pay for every meal, and hold open every door. All to the point where he actually convinces himself that he’s fallen in love with this girl. Unfortunately everyone is different and it’s just not that simple. They want to end up in different places. She wants kids. He doesn’t. He wants to focus on his career, and travel the world. She wants to settle down, and start a family. He has no time for her dreams, and she isn’t very tolerant of his. Neither one is willing to sacrifice anything for the other.  So everything falls apart because he was looking for someone to wake up to on the few days a week that he was home, and she was looking for someone who would actually be home. We fall in love with our ideas of people, and I’m just not sure anyone falls in love with another person anymore.”

“I think we could.”

“Yeah?”

She watches him as the tide tries to work up the courage to touch their feet.

“Maybe if we ever just looked up. Forwards for once, and not backwards. Maybe if we tried we could see what was coming. Maybe if we knew what was coming we would know who we would want to go through it all with. Like if you knew you were going to struggle to hold a job for the rest of your life. That would be hard right? So whose hand would you want to hold when you realize you don’t have the money to pay rent this month? Who would you give up the last slice of bread for when you can’t afford any more food for a few more days because payday isn’t until Friday? Because sometimes that’s what life is like, and it is in those moments that everything seems to fall apart. On the surface it seems terrible, to lose everything that we know, but the reality is that we lose everything we have that we don’t need.”

The clouds are moving overhead. You can’t make out their shapes because of the way they’re stacked together, but the way he stares up at them makes her think he see’s something in them she can’t.

“Sacrifice is a two-way street. It’s not only about who you want to be there with you when you feel like you’re getting dragged through hell. It’s who wants to be dragged through hell with you. Not only that, but who would be happy being burned alive as long as they get to hear you breathe. It doesn’t happen often, but yeah, I think it does happen from time to time.”

*~W.C.
840 · Aug 2014
The Homeless
Artemis Aug 2014
A home is not defined by a mailbox at the end of the driveway
It is not made up of a white picket fence or a garden outside the front door
And its not something as simple as where you fall asleep
You might feel safe with the trees and you might be at peace with the waves
But that doesn’t make you fit to live among them
We were never meant to live in the celestial bodies above or below
And we’re not meant for our own skin
Home is the curve of her smile when she looks at you
Its about knowing her favorite words to wake up to
And your favorite words on her lips as you kiss her
Home is where her scent lingers on everything
Where you can still hear her laughter between the couch cushions
And knowing she is ticklish below her third rib but only on the left side
Its where you can still see her when you can’t remember what day it is
Home is where the eviction notice was nailed to the door
*~W.C.
817 · Feb 2014
Shadows On My Bones
Artemis Feb 2014
All thats left are these shadows on my bones
The glass doesn’t cover your photograph like it used to
You’re not some precious protected memory anymore
Barely more than a raindrop on the window pane
You were the ghost on the other end of the phone
The bullet in the chamber inches away from the barrel
And the odds against the both of us
Despite all of this we both held on for so long
You taught me that its called a death grip because when you finally let go
There is a piece of you that departs with her
All thats left are these shadows on my bones
From where you held on too tightly when it was time to go
*~W.C.
794 · Aug 2015
Knives Behind Lips
Artemis Aug 2015
Please stop and know that this goes further back than you can
It feels like I was born harboring this fear of empty boxes
But I know it didn't surface until after the night I first kissed you
They say you know you're in love when you kiss her
And you find her words buried deep in the back of your mouth
I found them crawling towards the tip of my tongue for months after you left
I remember when 4 am was spent holding you as you fell asleep
But its nothing like that now and I'm convinced nothing ever will be
The halls are turned inside out and all I can hear are these lamenting hymns
Each one painting a picture of our horrendous end
A car crash and a noose hanging from a tree with eyes too young for this
Somehow you escaped this place and I'm stuck here crawling through piles of broken glass
I don't know what took you away from me
But if I could stand before it I know that I wouldn't be able to still my hands
Not in the same way that I could still the breath in your lungs
I can't tell you how much it hurt when you told me you couldn't kiss me without smiling
Because I believed you even when your outline became blurred
Before disappearing altogether
*~W.C.
748 · Jan 2014
Her
Artemis Jan 2014
Her
I want her for everyday
On the lazy days when we do nothing
On the good days when everything is perfect
On the bad days when the rain clouds form
I want her when she is sad
So I can hold her close and
Wipe away her tears as they flow
Down her lovely face
I want her on the days
She can't contain herself
When she is so loud it could
Split skulls and burst ear drums
I want her on the days
When she's in the best of moods
Loving and tender
Just looking to be adored
I want her on the days
That she doesn't feel wanted
By anyone
Because she means
Everything to me
I want her on the days
When she wants me and
On the days there is breath
Flowing through my lungs
I want her on the days
When all she wants is
To cuddle up next to the fire
And watch her favorite movies
I want her on the days
When she knows she
Can be her
*~W.C.
Artemis Nov 2014
I wish I could still be thankful for the way the leaves fall off her trees in the colder months
I wish I could still be thankful for the way her rain falls on my skin
And the way her feet trace the ground in soft circles
I wish I could still be thankful for her cloud cover
And the sound of the lock turning on her bedroom door
I can't tell you how much I miss the sun she kept
Hidden behind her teeth that she swore shone just for me
I wish I could still be thankful for our slow dances in the kitchen
When we had time to ourselves and the moon peeked through the windows
Nothing will ever compare to the surrender you gave to me
And I'm so sorry I burned your white flag from five states away
But I guess thats the thing about starting a wildfire
You can't strike a match and dictate the flame and words will never put an end to it
I wish I could still be thankful for you but that was such a long time ago
And I'm still struggling to move past the fence in my front yard
*~W.C.
Artemis Jan 2014
A letter to Hope;
We'll feed you to
The people but
You will never be
Able to satisfy them

A letter to Joy;
We'll hang you
Over their heads
Just out of reach
Your life won't
Be spared

A letter to Harmony;
They will sing about
You in all of their
Songs but they will never
Know what its like for
You to dwell with them

A letter to Faith;
They will never understand
You because you sit gagged and
Bound in the background
And they will blame you for everything

A letter to Patience;
We'll lock you in a room
filled with ravenous dogs
And we'll let you out
Just a little too late

A letter to Peace;
We will burn you
Before the crowd
And they will cry for
The war that has killed
Our sons and daughters

A letter to the people;
You've murdered everything
That you've ever wanted from
Us we no longer have anything
Left to give
*~W.C.
705 · Aug 2014
The Escape Artist
Artemis Aug 2014
Take your time and finish what you have to say
I’ll be here carving our names into the branches of these trees
Those dark clouds are always rolling in
Constantly screaming her name at me
The spiders spin their webs around our necks
Please whisper to me don’t let me forget
Sit with me and watch the whole world fade away
These hollow hands and silence hanging between us
Why can’t we see everything falling apart
It rains again and the spectrum falls down to grey
On these shores we’re sinking we’re falling helpless
We’ve lost ourselves in things we were never meant to feel
I’m the one who fled to the sea looking for safety outside of your hands
Somewhere in the deep
*~W.C.
702 · Sep 2014
Counting Ghosts
Artemis Sep 2014
One for my shaking hands and the nail in the coffin
I haven’t been the same since then and I think I buried too much of myself with you
Two for the year we spent together without the sun
My darling Love I was not meant to be kept between four walls
Your lips were not enough to sustain me
And your hands could not hold tight enough
But in some ways I think I’m still there with you
Three for the hollow eyes you turned out to be
I gave you too much and lost what little you gave me
Does happiness still elude you when you sit still for too long
Or are you content when you feel his arm around you
Four for the parking lot that I know I’ll never forget
I don’t feel your hand in mine anymore
The taste of your lips doesn’t linger like it did
Your voice is no longer clear in my ears
I don’t remember what its like to hold you
And that scares me more than anything
Five for the disconnect
I lose something in every dream I have now
Because its all I can honestly remember
*~W.C.
Artemis Nov 2014
The snow is falling and all I can remember
Is you screaming at the sky imploring it to stop crying
Before you started too
The house lights start to flicker and the clocks all turn to zero
I guess that even time respects our storms
We identified ourselves as clouds it was always you and me
And I can't remember a time when either of us cried alone
I like to think that the longer we last
The more warm and honest we become
But seasons still change and everything we grew will die soon
We drift apart from time to time but somehow we never seem to get far
Always held together like magnets bending gravity
I don't think I'll ever get used to this every time the door closes
I have a panic attack because I can't hear your heart beating anymore
The blood pounding in my own ears is not enough
And I don't need a nightlight just your hand when things get too dark
*~W.C.
Artemis Jan 2014
I watched you rip the wings off angels
And then you smiled at me and asked what was wrong
I watched you pull the demons into your lap
And chain them to your wrists
I watched you climb into your own coffin
But you cried when I wouldn't join you inside
I still don't think you understand why
You put the rope around your neck
And you made a scene when I wouldn't let you
Put one around mine too
You cried when I wouldn't **** myself
To be someone I'm not and you called it love
*~W.C.
664 · Oct 2014
Should We at All
Artemis Oct 2014
I’m waiting for the corners to stop turning
Like the way her lips part before she breaks your heart
I just wish something felt more like home
And less like a broken glass against another door frame
Some things never change but I wish you would
You’ve broken everything I’ve ever poured myself into
And I know they say that there is no point
In crying over clocks that spin in the wrong direction
I’m sick of clawing at the walls you built around me
Tell me one more time that this is my life and these are my decisions
Maybe if you hadn’t blinked I would have believed you
So now I realize just how long I’ve been standing here
Cold on the curb under a traffic light that never turns green
I’m afraid I was holding the map upside down
Whenever I close my eyes I’m back with you so far away from here
And while the words may never pass my lips
I do miss you and I wish I could tell you it was only half my idea
But if the only way we could be together was to be alone
Should we have ever been at all
*~W.C.
Artemis Dec 2014
If your life is anything like mine college is going to be the worst three years of your life
Its day one now so pay attention you won’t believe how everything falls into place
Everything dances outside of your hands you have no control here
Pay no mind to the girl who held the door open for you
As you first step foot into this place that you can’t wash out from under your skin
If your life is anything like mine she is not important just yet
But don’t worry she’ll break your heart later
You have two classes on Wednesday and you will suffer through every minute of the first
You aren’t used to so many people talking so loud in such a confined space
But its only temporary well at least thats what you tell yourself
There is just enough time to get dinner before your second class starts
Somehow this leads to the classroom number changing last minute
You’re late one of the last to arrive at least there is an open seat in the back
Watch out for the broken girl sitting in the second to last row on the right
Aisle seat so she can get out and run when things get bad
If your life is anything like mine you will fall for her
I’m so sorry there is nothing you can do but wait and suffer as she digs a hole in your heart
She is the first friend you’ll make here and she will be the first to toss you aside
Just as broken as she was when you found her
You don’t know if you’ll ever see her again and you panic as the semester comes to a close
But she breaks you so easily and the last day of classes you spill everything
She doesn’t know what to say and the two of you hang barely gripping each other
This lasts for a year and a half until she finally chooses the words that tear the veins out of your arms
But if your life is anything like mine you still see her all the time
And things only seem to change for her
You barely pull yourself through the semester and everyone knows it
That smile you fake isn’t nearly bright enough to cover the bruise
Now remember that girl who held the door for you on your first day of school
If your life is anything like mine she will pine for your attention and I don’t know why
But you’re so broken now and you fall for it
Its so hard to see clearly when theres blood pouring from your mouth
And your lungs are covered in tiny pieces of her name
Now you’ll fall for her in two parking lots trying to find stars in the cloudy sky
And you will affectionately call her Bambi when she stumbles like a wave out of place in the sea
Everything is perfect for three days and I hope you savor every second
Because every bit of strength you can find now is from what you can recall of her
It doesn’t matter what you do she will push you away with tears in her eyes
The problem is she is two people in one
You weren’t her painkiller like you were afraid you would be she was yours
She will be gone within the week but you won’t find out why for another year
Because she never bothered to tell you that she prefers girls
If your life is anything like mine I don’t want you to read this
I don’t want you to know how broken you’ll feel
And I don’t want to tell you that things haven’t really gotten any better
But if you’re anything like me you can push on another year and a half at least
Things still might change but I can’t promise they do
I haven’t been that far yet
*~W.C.
325 · Sep 2019
Not Dead Yet
Artemis Sep 2019
Do you think that if I planted seeds in the graveyard
Could I pull you up kicking and screaming the whole way
Grasping at loose stones tearing at the dirt
Insisting you’re gone that you never want to see yourself again
Would the cold air be enough to convince you you’re alive
If the oxygen in your lungs burn as they expand is that enough
What if I pull your hand as you near the surface
Would you settle long enough for me to pull you out
I know you’ll be a mess and I promise I’ll bring a change of clothes
You’ll shiver and cry but that’s ok because you’re still human
You’re not dead yet so let me pull you back out
Quiet yourself and let it take you
~W.C.
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