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Mick Jul 2019
tonight is the first time in 45 days that I have considered calling to ask to shoot me dead (EVEN WHEN HE CALLED ME TO SAY HE COULD GET ME HIGH AGAIN)

I WANT TO DIE BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T LOVE ME LIKE SHE USED TO
but even more because I don't love her at all anymore

I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD EVER HAVE TO FEEL LIKE THIS AGAIN
you said you could only love me sober
BUT WHAT DOES ANOTHER KEY TAG MEAN TO SOMEONE SO ******* DEAD INSIDE

YOU CRIED THE LAST TIME WE KISSED
and I didn't want to use behind it
BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW STUPID I FEEL BECAUSE I STILL DREAM OF THE WAY YOU USE TO PRESS SMACK INTO MY WRISTS

AND HOW ******* **** YOU LOOKED WITH MY BLOOD STILL ON YOUR LIPS

and maybe this has more to do with the fact that you only ever made me feel lonely
AND I AM PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF DOING THAT ALL ALONE

so this is about the next time I don't answer the phone
and you can thank the rig on the top of my book case
I won't admit this in the morning
Mick Jun 2019
there's a hickey on my chest
and I know you are the one who left it there
because it is signed in the letters of your name

and if you come over...
I'll show you how it matches the black scratch ink between my shoulder blades
cher Apr 2018
because it is so mundane,
and o! lord, the shame.
me sitting here,
the anti revere;
for i sit in chairs of boredom,

i'm surrounded by books,
and muted crooks and look!
an endless queue;
a line-- tapping shoes,
far from my chairs of boredom,

"well, why don't you, pathetic and blue
just go do something else?"
well you see,
though i must agree,
i'm bound to my chairs of boredom,

i'm drowning in this hoodie
as i'm far from a beauty.
yet i still type on,
attention gone!
because i'm chained to these chairs of boredom,

i asphyxiate and choke
on carbon monotonous smoke
"she's asthmatic
and pathetic"
as i swallow in chairs of boredom,

a telegram delivered
as i unfolded it i shivered
to see that sight
a dangerous plight
my little chairs of boredom,

and mayb
i have no idea man i'm sitting in the school library cause i don't wanna go home but i also have nothing to do so here. i have no idea as to what any of this means.
blue mercury Dec 2016
i have no idea why you still make my heart pound out of my chest
just by saying "hey"
blue mercury Dec 2016
never mind,
i imagine him saying,
you know i lied.
you were never that beautiful.

he called me stunning and i wanted to say i loved him.
i wanted to say there was no mortal above him.

goddess, he said.

--

i'm seventeen and unfulfilled,
running from myself,
but however fast i am i still can't
get away from this place, from me.

self-destructing souvenirs in my head
why won't they burn away already
there's something empty about this bed
and my heart is growing heavy

--

i don't want to treasure you.
diamonds are always cutting me to shreds,
but they're never on my hands
pretty boys, they never take me to bed.

they just say hello to say goodbye.
"but i can't wait until i see your face and my brain thinks that it's looking at a stranger" - flatsound
Darkly Sep 2016
On black leather wings
The flying fox comes
A shadow given life
With the death of the sun
Also known as Megabats, they are too freakin adorable. Agh.
m i a Feb 2016
blank.
do you ever just feel so overwhelmed with
[life
work
school
friends
people
followers
likes
home
family
sadness
confusion
and just blegh,]

that your mind goes blank?
i have no inspiration as of now obvi. what are ways that you find inspiration?
m i a Feb 2016
Um, hey? Hi? Hello? Hola?
As you can see, i'm not really good at this conversation thing,
i mean, it's always been hard for me,
i could sing before i could talk,
hell i could even walk before i could talk,

i'm sorry if i avoid you a lot
and ignore you without thought,
it's just that i don't want to embarrass myself, in front of you
you're like a bookshelf, filled with different stories that i want to discover, but as soon as i see you,
i quickly hide and take cover.

Ah, love don't get me wrong,
trust me i want to explore the universes in your mind, and the galaxies in your eyes, and the lies in your smile, that can maybe stretch a mile,

i want to trace the canvas, your skin, with my fingers, the brush, and tell you to hush so i can hear your heart beat,

i want to watch the art in your heart, flow through your veins, it keeps me sane,

i want to be able to know every part of you, i wish you'd want to do the same to me too.

You probably do, but i'm just to nervous to introduce myself to such a beauty like you.
agh this is me like everytime i want to be friends with someone who seems really rad. except its not as love-y. <3
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