looking at your pictures..
all i feel is a deep sense of disappointment.
it could've been you.
**** it, it should've been you.
but you didn't want it to be you.
& so i'll let go of the expectations
& all the hopes i had of us being together
as i press "DELETE"
& get rid of all the pictures i have of you.

Maybe it's the way
You sing softly as I sleep,
Or maybe it's the way
My heart is yours to keep.
Maybe it's the way you speak,
Or sometimes even the way you squeak,
But all I know,
Is for a fact,
Is all of me
Loves all of you,
And maybe one day
You and me can be a "we".
But you my love,
Who are so bright,
Could not be touched
By someone as tainted
As I.
How cruel it is,
Fate taunts me this way,
But darling know,
I will never stray.
Just to feel you near me,
Is like the sun kissing away the frost from my soul;
But you darling,
Are the perfect bait.
I find myself wondering
About the coming days together,
How someone as cold as I,
Could be with someone as warm as thy?
I'm not worthy of such perfection,
Such grace,
Such elegance,
Truly purity of all there is that is just.
How could the angel before me,
Truly be mine?
A man so beautiful,
So divine,
I call my lover,
My twine.
The man whose arms I gladly reside,
For I am his home,
and he is mine.

Fluorescent lights at 3 A.M.
My thighs are shaking
Your hand is on the steering wheel
My heart is racing
Everything is fast
The world is ours

why should i try to stay strong
why should i try to move on
why should i wake up every day
why should i control what i say
why should i be left alone
why should i turn off my phone
why should i feel this pain
when i am not the one to blame
i did nothing wrong
but im left to stay strong
when you ****** up
you don't need picking up
this is all your doing
so why am i being punished?
what would **** you?
maybe if i vanished

"I easily fell in love with you,"* He said looking straight into her eyes, petrifying her. *"And you don't know how much it scares me."

Look at me.
My eyes,
How when I write they get wide as dinner plates.

The ocean flows out of them,
The waves of words flow across the page.
They roar and go 30 feet in the air.
They crash down and pull your emotions with them.
But when you touch me,
I do not feel the ocean anymore.
Venemous.
That is what you are to me.
Filling my head with garbage.
Putting waste in my veins.
But did you know that you can get addicted to negativity?

I threw away the garbage and bleached my veins.
The only thing that fills me now is the ocean.
Listen to the sea shell and hear my words.
Listen...
I am the ocean,
Will you be my tide?