I wake up in the darkness of the morning, panicked and alone Your absence has left a suffocating emptiness in me, after all the warmth I was shown I thought you would be here always, because you promised me you would be But I’m just sitting here alone, next to the spot where you should be You told me your love was unceasing, that it would last forever Then why aren’t you here, we need to be together I still add to our playlists, hoping you’ll see That we are so connected, that we are meant to be I wish you would come back, but you told me you won’t So I’m left here alone, writing the universe a note
Don't think I'll go on, but I can my mother is kicking me out and I've never had a plan. Fizzled out with your opening crushed like a soda pop can so insecure, pushed you away because you know just who I am.
On such a breathless downward spiral and I think I'll stay here a while. baggy shirts and sunken eyes has become my style. I'm a muddled, mangy mess, no surprise I think I'll just stay a child be soft in my stride for just a little while until I learn to get by.
My hands start shaking. I can feel my heart violently beating in my throat threatening to choke me. I can feel it hammering against my chest trying to break free it’s like playing drums on my rib cage. my brain stops completely leaving me alone in the predicament. I have no time, all my thoughts can be seen. In the end, I always end up speaking nonsense. With stutters and stammers interrupting each sentence. Making them feel awkward and confused about how to reply to the nonsense I just spewed.
she calls it the BIG V a ****** name tasteless but accurate it is BIG very B I G stretched out used sold for such a low price ***** ******* ***** **** ****** deviant not exactly a role model not some saint by any means. I've seen it. perhaps I will never have *** if other women look like that vaginas like gaping holes holes so large it makes your ***** seem superfluous a thin branch against a muggy night sky "did you bring protection?" she asks I can only imagine why she should ask me that am I in danger? what monsters lurk in that bottomless cavern? I want no part in this expedition I do not want to go spelunking
i sit next to you and we are silent and i am scared but you are more scared than i am and when i look at your eyes i see a burning man being stabbed from the inside out and i do not know what to say because some things are just not built for poems and this is one of them.
man, copying and pasting all 649 of my poems into google drive is actually kind of tedious