life is safe under your arms
the poison can no longer reach me
and fill me up with utter nonsense
now i bubble to the surface
with light
and love

when i close my eyes
i find tranquility
only on nights where
i imagine you besides me

-i am still adjusting to the vacant spot on my bed

The letter I never sent,
I write my valentine on my beating heart,
And send a perennial prayer,
That you could know without knowing.

Petals on your doorstep,
But no signature,
Pink Rosehip on your bedsheets,
Spying through your window blinds,
At someone I invented.

A label that travels as my desperations move it,
How I value the sick,
The unnatural,
The corpse and the comfort.

The will to pull me off the train,
The weight of every station,
The ommitance after the deprication,
And the awkward silence after the cosmic joke.

I lust for that iced libation,
The roseate water of ivy and redemption,
A clay to fit inside my insatiable skin hunger,
A welcomed error of continuity in my own beliefs,
And my perennial prayer,
For an ardent antiphon.

-Unabaitingly, The Romantically Inept

Your hands in mine,
Your breath on my skin,
I've never felt safe,
until the thoughts within,
Were all on you,
The promises you made,
The love that you shared,
The kiss that I saved,

So thank-you my dearest,
For the light that you have shone,
After everything you've said,
My worries are gone!

I have done it again
I ran away
From fear
From sadness
Far away from the tears

Allow me to be happy
Little one
You’re the only thing
Keeping the monsters at bay
Hardening my spirit
To fight them off

They scream for my happiness
“Give me that!”
“You’re nothing!”
“No one loves you!”
“You should just go die!”
But you calm me
With your sweet charming words
You take me away
From their horrible awful world
And save me
My little teddy bear