Why do we always run away from love,
And then wonder why we're so dark inside?

I'm not scared of death,
I'm afraid of what happens after.

"I'm a poet, and you'll be my muse." He said.
"Only if I can spend an eternity with you." She said.
But she didn't know the blossom flowers could die

Slam the door shut
on my dreams
In my heart
Carve a deep cut
It no longer feels
Pain ...

i’m sorry

goodnight kisses melted into wilting dandelions
whisked elsewhere, faded into somber dreams

But I just wanted to say I love you

thank god i can’t write good poetry
the best poetry comes from pain and hurt if you ask me
so although i can’t write like i used to
at least it means i’m doing alright

Alas I am here
Alone
All bye myself

Like the nightmares I’ve hidden
Lodged deep and splintering my soul

I give up
I let free
I undo all that ties me down

Acceptance

All alone
Alas that it’s the end
Bye

In a drop of you, I lost an ocean of me.