When will I stop calling you whenever I'm drunk?
It feels like the alcohol over flows my mind
As if I'm pretending not to miss you
whenever there's no alcohol in the table
but forgotten memories begin to appear
in a bottoms up
I yearned for you once more

Tell me you love me
and let this heart rest from the past
   as long as your tongue spills the truth
            I can take love a one last shot


          See through the smiles
              Let yourself be swallowed by my voice
                  if you found the flaw within these eyes
                       then I'll echo your name in my room
                                 so if you leave
                                     my heart will go with you

So hot
Just spill it

so much to give
but so closed off

a glass
filled to the brim
waiting to spill

others take tentative sips
or pour it out completely

I just want to be savored
drank slowly over time
enjoyed through all seasons

while my heart may be punctured
oozing out love to anyone who looks
my bones are hard and sharp
waiting to poke through this flesh
and stab if need be

to want to love
so freely
to want to receive
the same

you'd think it'd be easier
to crack open this ribcage

I can feel it spill into me
It's not a new feeling
It's more like coming home
As darkness spills into my days
And sadness fills the nights
The pain of all those years
And it never leaves
Although scars will heal
Dreams will fade
And memories take a backseat in life
They never leave
So I remain broken and helpless to the ways of the world
A shell of the person I once was

i dont know what to write
i never learned to feel
i cant think the same
recently ive learned
to just write sloppy
like ink just spilling facts onto a page
that might work for the essays i write in school
but it doesnt work to escape the demons of my mind
i write to help myself cope
but when these demons keep me from writting
i start to feel defeated
maybe they finally won
with these thoughts ive lost
i never thought i wouild lose passion for writting
until i was blocked

I feel like I need to spill my feelings
into some other coffee.