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As you close the curtains
I close my eyes too
But i still feel
What ive always felt for you.

And when the sun awakens,
So will you.
Maybe youll apologize,
Sometimes you do.

Whats been accomplished here
Im not sure.
Im constantly on a swing
Back and forth from
Can i love myself
And love you.

Im not sure what my goal is here
Maybe i was placed as a lesson
For you.

Im tired of being the lesson
I want to be the prize.
I want to feel desired.

Your eyes locked in mine

I am the fixer
I dont want perfect
I will always water you
Even if its not worth it.
If i dont get anything back
At least i am with purpose.

But your soil has dried out
I pour myself over
Nurturing you
Every last drop
I squeeze out to water you.

Your roots are too damaged
My flow still everlasting,
I seem to think.

But each drip you take
Is thrown away.
I take the water
That I desperately need
And give it to you.

Clinging to each moan
Each time we electrute

Infinite energy.
My *** is empty
Yet i know I have more,
So i keep going.
Your eyes and mine
But then the stars say, its time.
You cant turn from truth
When its looking your right in the face.
Begging you, to not run away.

You need to take a look deep inside.
I am the prize.
But we've lost track of time
Fun times turned to addictions
Actions turned vindictive
I know that white powder is so pretty
But its not a human being.

I miss being
The one you want to touch
Even if its lust.

Yearning for the day,
That i look in the mirror and can accept my face.
In my eyes,
All i see is damage.
Most days i see in grey.

I want to explore.
******* tired of being ignored.
So please step up,
Do you have what it takes?

If not, sit down
And let the next man take your place.
I have too much love to give
Jokes to have
Laughter to live
To sit here
And accept this fate.

Im taking control of my day.
Ill be the one to put a smile on my face.

If you know you know.
SRH Mar 27
Do you remember the lab safety rules?

1. Conduct yourself in a responsible manner at all times.

why did you call me drunk on the way to the mental hospital?
"You are the only one i can talk to. i miss you. i NEED you"
we are broken up.

11. Always work in a well-ventilated area

I am suffocating.

12. Be alert and proceed with caution at all times in the laboratory.

"i love you, im sorry, i miss you, i need you"
I love you too.

13. Dispose of all chemical waste properly.

I should have blocked you.
How's your girlfriend?

15. Keep hands away from face, eyes, ,,,,,

I wipe away my tears.

I never really followed the lab safety rules.
                                        .... maybe its time to start.
going thru my old papers and found my lab safety rules. I also got a phone call from a certain someone (i think you can guess). Now we are here. so fun.
Fianzy Jan 10
That is why i cannot go back there again.
Why would i want to return to my lowest point?
Why would i willing go back to my addiction?

Don’t you know nothing ever compares to that first high.

That is all, that is all i have to say about chemistry.
Is that it started off so sweet but in the end the taste becomes overwhelming, just like you.

For you cannot build a long withstanding relationship on chemistry and think you found it all.

Love cannot be built on a foundation that is fleeting.
there is more than a spark, love needs patience and kindness. It needs so much more than butterflies and walks in the garden
Aneesah Woolfolk Dec 2022
The frequencies produced by our thoughts resonate with different aspects of our physical environment. Liquids, solids, gases, and plasma. When you combine two elements they may, or not, produce a reaction. A measure that can assure that no reaction occurs is too contain it. In a lab, in order for the observer to see the contents of the container, glass is utilized. Only rarely in case of highly volatile substances is a tinted or otherwise opaque container used. Boundaries. They prevent any of the substances from altering their resting state. Randy and I are highly volatile together. I wonder what a gas and a plasma can create through their union. I wonder if they can achieve fusion.
I keep looking for a way to work on my marriage. I’m trying to think about it in terms of creation. Creation is so volatile, so messy, often painful. Cookies don’t start out sweet and delicious, they become cookies with love, and folding, and pressing, and kneading, and time, and heat.
riri Oct 2022
there are two types of love i've experienced, but none were everlasting

there is the love that is electric, the chemistry is undeniable
you can spend hours talking to them and not one moment will ever be dull
your mind becomes addicted to this person, they become your drug
you saw forever in that person's eyes the first time you ever looked in

then there is the love that is calm, the chemistry isn't really there though
you love them and would do anything for them, yet that electricity is missing
it's a calm type of love, the kind where you can be your 100% self
you found a best friend, yet it's not the "i see forever with you" type of love

the day i find my soulmate is the day i find both of these things in one person.
but most importantly, you need to fall in love with yourself first before you give your heart out to anyone else
Anais Vionet Sep 2022
I was in my chemistry class (lecture #2) and the professor was asking a series of questions. At first, hands were flying up, the answers were easy. But as questions got more complex, and the odds of being right fell off, confidence and raised-hands faltered.

I sit the front row because I film the lectures on my iPad, and there I was, doing my usual bit - taking detailed, color coded notes. If the lecturer mentioned something, I noted it, with my #5 mechanical pencil, but that something could become a heading or a bullet-point in a larger tableau. Those, I would color code with one of several gel pens - tracing carefully over the pencil. Later, in review, I might hi-lite these points with neon, phosphorescent highlighters. (I have a strict color coding system).

I tell you all that because it describes how focused I get on my note taking in classes. I don’t usually interact much due to my filming.

Suddenly, I noticed an unusual hush. I looked up and realized, to my trauma, that the professor had addressed me. He was looking fixedly at me, bent over with his hands on his knees (he’s on a platform).

“Pardon?” I said, meekly.
“Don’t just mouth the answer,” he repeated (apparently), exasperatedly, “say it out loud!”

I thought back to his last question and I offered, “Magnesium nitride,” but he tilted his head like he was waiting for more, “gave off ammonia as it mixed with the water?” I finish the answer like a question.

“Exactly!” he said, standing back up after giving his knees a little slap with his palms. “Thanks for JOINING us,” he says, and after checking his seating chart on his lectern, he added, “MS. Vionet.”

I took a shocked umbrage at this (scolding?), my whole body turning a defensive, atomic pink. What did I do - I thought - why was he being so sassy with me?

I doubt he REALLY wants answers just called out.

It might be a long year.
BLT Marriam Webster word of the day challenge: Umbrage: being offended by something.
Aneesah Woolfolk Aug 2022
Hard to find
Made to blind
Native to the air
Never a match
Cameras catch
My brilliant flash
Intensely luminous
Inert bondless boundless
Brilliant under pressure
Near weightless to measure
Alone a harmless asphyxiant
The living keep their distance
The dead are drawn to the brilliance
Fluorine bonds but it’s a valence
I would be the element Krypton
If the galaxy were a neuron
You would be my fluorine
We crave the current
Rarely apparent
That makes us
𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕦𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀'𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤..
𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀'𝕞 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀'𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥..
Farah Taskin Oct 2021
if you're the wet sky
I'm the rainbow
if you're winter
I'm the falling snow
Julius Palacios Aug 2021
When the chemical compounds in the chemistry shared between two individuals over achieves it's limitations, it expands room for energy to flow freely intellectually from one mind to the next. Breaking the barriers of time and space. Not meant to be understood but only comprehended by the heart not the brain. Not the words you can see but rather the words your heart may feel.
Let's just close our eyes melt into each others sense of thinking.
Lets grant each other permission without any restrictions into each others minds.
Let's take a journey to explore the iris of our own eyes.
To be allowed to see things through one anothers points of view. You take a look out of my eyes and look at yourself. See how I see you how I think of you what I feel for you in my own point of view. Then you will finally realize how much I actually love you.
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