Midnight Sep 1
you don't often know
that you've trodden through hell
until you're out of it
hell isn't always
burning or pain or agony
sometimes instead
it is love and lust and longing
it's not always
isolation or depression or winter
but instead
it's the touch of a lover
who means you harm,
the lies from the malicious
covered in sweet honey
most of the time
your hell is personal
and not a burning flame
it's the devil
disguised as something
or someone
you love
  Aug 24 Midnight
I am the worst
I vowed to never
Ever hurt anyone

Yet I hurt you
I didn't mean to
But I did it

I lead you on
By accident
But who would believe that

Who would believe
The person who recieved
Your love

But never gave anything in return
I am the worst
Midnight Aug 24
if he loves you,
you won't need to beg
you won't need to convince yourself
he'll tell you.
if he loves you,
he won't make you cry
he won't leave you hurt
he'll show you.
if he loves you,
you won't need to guess
you won't need to wonder
you'll know
sometimes it's hard to remember.
  Aug 18 Midnight

you’ve gone.
all those memories

you and me.

Rocking by the swing
humming to myself
fingers reaching to

where you sat.
Midnight Aug 18
you used to be my home
my happy place
you were
so many things
my solace
in times of need
my shelter
from life's rains
my escape
from life's wars
i never felt alone
you always welcomed me
but now
you closed your doors
and kicked me out
i'm a vagabond
a nomad on the roam
i have no home
and you no housekeeper
  Aug 10 Midnight
Xaela San
The girl
       was always

But the boy
        was never
                 once aware.
Or vice versa
  Aug 4 Midnight
dried skin
picking it off my lips

so compulsive

it's not cold
let me hold your hands
under the water

let me look into your eyes
in the dark

we always want to touch
never talk so much

picking at my lips

bad habits
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