i want to be euthanized
good luck to everyone. may the odds be ever in your favour
( i haven't even read or seen the hunger games )
but love takes
gentle smiles and friendly eyes
soft touches and deep laughs
hot kisses and long hugs
i'd almost forgotten what it felt like to
be this close with someone
it's kinda sad to
look back at the people
i once knew and
remember how full my heart was for them.
you taught me
how to love
in a world
that told me not to
just finished "milk and honey"
it's impossible to tell how long i've been here
when i don't even know where i'm at
happy world poetry day
i'm doing my best but my best isn't good enough
i guess i just never thought that life could be so rough
i think i might be on the brink of relapse
but i don't want to be; i left that life in my past
so what am i going to do if i don't get better?
the sad girl is trying to get out but i'm trying not to let her
the trees glisten with the heaven's tears of joy as the sun peeks shyly over the hills. a new day has dawned in the valley of the fleur as they stretch their water-heavy petals towards warmth
i've had a few too many and
i miss you all too much
if i had a second heart i'd fall for you twice
because having just one broken heart
doesn't feel quite as nice
and every year it seems that i lose my heart to different people with the same intentions
i wish to feel your breath upon every inch of my skin; my cheek, my neck, the lobe of my ear.
whisper things to me which you have told no other soul.
caress the skin of my naked back and hold me close to your heart.
love me like no one else ever could ; cherish me for the treasure i am
my love for you is like the heavy beating of a falcon's wings
it is the sun that shines over the white-capped mountains
it's rays peeking through the valley just to lay upon your face
the rushing waters of even the greatest rivers call out your name as if it were a prayer upon their fluid lips
from a stranger's mouth
don't take me somewhere i've never been
take me somewhere i've been before
so i can see how different the world is
when i'm with you
life is a matter of finding direction; only you can be your guide
i was just your conditional lover;
you only adored me when i was under your covers.
i'm sick of feeling like i'm never enough for people who wouldn't know my worth otherwise
tired of crying over people who don't deserve my tears
i try to tell myself that i'll be okay
but i know that i'll never be okay
if i never get to be with you
i wrote this just for you. too bad you'll never see it
the sounds of waves echo off of
the iridescent moon is my only guide
as i try to
blink the fog away
" i have never felt like this "
maybe if i close my eyes it
will all go away
maybe if i fall asleep
everything will be okay
King 810 - eyes (sleep it all away)
words choked on and lost to coughs
nowhere is safe, not even at home
i hadn't known that my heart was made of ice
until you had touched it ever so gently
with your long and calloused fingertips
as if the fires of passion burned within--
it began to melt
molding into the shape of your hand
what a funny word... unless
it has the power to transform and defy
to entrance the world and mystify
yes, what a funny word
you didn't just love my body
you fell in love with my mind
it's amazing how you saw my soul
and touched my body without your hands
she is a universe
undiscovered and pure
with lips the colour of a champagne supernova
and eyes like shooting stars
tell me that you'll never cheat
and tangle me in designer sheets.
tell me that i am your vine
and sprinkle me in merlot wine.
tell me that you'll have the time and
shower me in refined diamonds.
it doesn't matter if you're a *****
the only concern is if you're rich.
all i can say is that i've been watching a loooot of gossip girl
all of these people are coming around
glancing away and trying not to laugh at ya
but you push your glasses up the bridge of your nose
*" bears. beets. battlestar gallactica. "
this was such a wonderful way to start off my morning
after all this time
i put myself to the test
and i realized i deserve
nothing less than the best
i don't know what it is about today but... i feel better
i'm sorry if i've ever made you feel like ****; made you feel like i didn't like you. it's exactly the opposite, i'd say, but i've never really been good at taking care of the things i love
apology letter for 10.31.16
we both know what i did
his eyes sparkled with a love that wasn't meant for me
he would always say that he felt as if he was walking on a cloud whenever we were together. he said that i possessed an ethereal beauty. he said that every sunday morning he could see me stretch my wings. he always called me "angel" but he didn't mean a thing.
there's something so metaphysical about the way you look tonight; something so transcendent that to put it into words could never do you justice.
you taught me that i meant something. you gave me someone i could rely on, and then you left. you've let me down more than anyone i have ever known.
Marina & the Diamonds on replay
your love is so artificial
i feel as if i'm choking on plastic
there is such a wall between us
you never could get past it
it was all because of you ; the reason that i do the things that i do
the stakes are high and time is short
i guess our love is a danger of sorts
i wanna be your everyday, i don't wanna be your "sometimes"
i just wanna kiss you and get it over with; to finally understand if pining after you is worth the trouble
she fell in love over gold sheets and white wine
day in, day out is the clink of metal
not sure how to move
my sanity is fragile
my mind is a bank
my body the vessel
what once was a kaleidoscope of colour
is now dimmer than any other
all this monochrome, it smothers
but then again it might just be my covers
don't be afraid of what the world has to offer
because even back in olden days
Jesus saved the scoffer
it feels good to write a poem again.
i've seen who you are
you don't have to pretend
i'm sorry that you're trapped
into being my friend
i've just recently started university and things are going great! a little odd sounding after such a sad sounding poem, but i guess that's just how the mind works. anyways, wish me luck! ♡
she is afraid of no man and she fears no monsters
leaving red streaks to stain pale skin
is this heaven or hell?
plump they may be
i can't really tell
i'm no good at being myself but i'm even worse at being without you
she's one of those girls with a dynamite dream that believes in true love
your eyes make you seem immortal; as if you have lived thousands of years and seen so many things
but your mouth says too many young and beautiful things.
a sparkle of light
i wish that you cared
about one savoured night
and a kiss that is shared