You are the moon and I am the ocean
You have this powerful magnetism that moves me
I am consumed by you
But you are too far away to notice how beautiful we can be
Together

Giving up isn’t as hard as you’d think
Because I’ve given up thinking as well.

i’m no good, femme fatale
i bring hand grenades to dinner dates
beauty icon — kiss my cyanide flavored lip gloss
let’s bump uglies, ******* & rat poison
leave this world left hand *******
right hand intertwined in yours
i’m in a damaged goods costume
take away some letters, my clothes
and i’m just dam good
leaving you on your knees, begging to fix me
begging to **** me
I don’t follow the rules
I use my mouth on you
opened up and emptied out
just to fill me up... with your blood
femme fatale, equipped with fangs
and the ability to not give a ****

In the coldness of the day
A frigid breeze swirls past
The trees covered in frozen crystals
And hands that hold as cold as ice
When your heart is mended
Tapped and glued
The frost melts it away
While the fire boils
And embers burn to ashes
The frost conceals all in glasses
Stiff and lifeless in its grasp
If only the frost could render a damaged life
Because frost isn't as powerful
As the sleet that shivers a windshield

Energy seemed to crackle around her, constantly, like lightning wanted to escape her beautifully terrible grip.

~k.hem

life

life; it’s a precious thing that can vanish anytime
Don’t let it slip through your fingers, dream big and start the action, take control of your life, make wild choices but good ones

Live wild, laugh at the good times, cry when you go through a heartbreak, cry when you come in first in a race because last place was what you always achieved, smile when good achievements are made

Travel and adventure the world, before all of it can vanish in one second,

Don’t let the small things agitate you, be patient, make music with the sound of nature, strum to your own heart beat, because we only have a few seconds to experience the joy that life can bring us, don’t let it slip through your fingers

My mind is a tangle of cognitive dissonance.

Oh, how mysterious. This emotion comes in waves.
I’m delirious when I let my heart cave.
Carve a mask for my face; no my smile isn’t fake
but my happiness is temporary and depression is my default.

Life can be sweet, but I mostly taste sea salt.

They'd look at my broken face,
cracked with sorrow, torn with anger,
Look at it, and tell me to smile.
Someday, I'd be a star to many,
a shining light, beautiful, graceful,
In the dark, dark sky.

I'd smile, willing the cracks to disappear,
Turning them around, so they're in my heart,
Hidden from sight and sympathy.
One star in billions, in the dark, dark sky.
Twinkling forever, graceful, beautiful.
I, I will be furious and blinding,
Powerful and fiery.
Not a star,
But a sun.