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Liv Aug 2014
Feel the heat
Feel the sunlight
on your bare back
breathe in the ocean
let it take you far away
immerse yourself in the waves
Feel them crash against your skin
Life's a salty concoction; drink up.
I wrote this tonight. I am in a good place.
Liv Aug 2014
it will always be you and me
with tear stains and coffee breath
and pale blue eyes
always another reason to stay
when all your love has gone away
and i miss the way we felt alive
like butterfly kisses and adrenaline highs
we tried, we tried

i miss the way we felt alive.
im crying because you are fuel for my writing, you make me feel things that inspire me to write and im so in love with you and im not allowed to be with you, why am i forced to live knowing that i cant have you
Liv Jun 2014
they caught me
lying in the corner cradling my body
crying for help and praying for a god that didn't exist
they caught me with my chest split open
a still picture of my beating heart
vulnerable and gasping for human touch
finding love in places it doesn't belong
to feed my constant loneliness
with constant attention and fake affection
they caught me
with makeup stains on the pillow
at 3 in the morning
with gritted teeth and puffy eyes
that lay empty on my face just begging for relief

they told me they could save me
and take away my fear
they told me that there's a place
where I could disappear
they brought me to a rabbit hole
hidden deep inside my mind
that led me to a wonderland that was only mine

*I could stay here forever.
Liv Jun 2014
I
love
you
but
i'm
letting
go
Liv Jun 2014
Some people will ask, "why smoke ****?"
In the world of drugs and a sea of speed
they'll say "the acid and ecstasy are all we need."
But there's something so pure
about burning a plant and inhaling life
I'm not looking for a party
and that's the thing about smoking
it will put you in a good place
where you could rest your tired head
from the travesty of reality
and a positive mentality
i'm myself here.
this is an awful poem, i know it is, i couldn't convey my words properly, but i decided to post it because i feel like there are some parts of it that accurately describe my explanation for why i choose to smoke ****
Liv Jun 2014
you are only a dream
resting on top of wonderland
dancing with the waves
and salty kisses floating
in a sea of people

make my body a piece of your art
so you can put me on display
as one of your prized pieces
write me a song that syncs with
my heartbeats and connects
me to yours

you wrap your fingers around my heart
and shake me until i'm awake
you are only a dream
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