I find my comfort on two beds
Yours.
Mine.

Warm and cozy I wrap myself
Around you

Darkness surrounds me
Fills me with its nothingness

Hold me tighter
Stay with me

Enveloped by black clouds
My screams thunder; my tears rain

Laughing. Your laugh
Makes me think of hot chocolate

Surrounding by the abyss
My life is nothing, empty, mess

Scratch my back where it itches
You scratch mine; I scratch yours

CLAWS DIG INTO MY BACK
THEY HAVE MY LUNGS I CAN’T BREATHE

Two little mugs
Tea for her and coffee for him

MORNING DOESN’T EXIST
EVERYTHING IS NIGHT

Tell me I’m your favorite star
Watch the sunset with me

fire. it is fire. burns.
it burns.

Hold my hand
Intertwined fingers

*I AM NOTHING. THERE’S NO SPACE
HERE. I AM A BLACK HOLE. WATCH ME DESTROY

Tonight I kissed a boy
Who I've liked for awhile now.
But all I could think about
Was how soft YOUR lips were.

I touched his face.
But the only thing running
Through my mind was
How badly I wish it had been
YOUR face between my hands.

The fact that he only made you more lonely should have been a clue,
sweetheart.

Stop trying to configure yourself with someone else's body parts,
they won't fit right

leaving you with a phantom limb here
a vestigial ***** there.

You thought it was love because he paid for your meal
and called back when you slammed the phone down,
but this was just because he was even lonelier than you.

He has only ever loved one girl
the last time he saw her she was holding a gun to herself
appointing herself the victim.

She was a tragedy of the most catastrophic kind
and he wasn't ready to be a refugee just yet,
but he let you shelter him.

You became the glaring neon sign, flashing "loneliness"

You took the bait, and he kept reeling in the line,
but was disappointed with what he found at the end.

Paint my soul in your colors
Design me
Define me
Until we are one
Creation and creator
Imagine my lines and speak my thoughts
Put me onto paper
Understand me accept me
Take my hand
And lead me to the burning sun
Take me into the new world
Write how it
Scarred me
Jade me
Then fold me back
Into the crevasses of your mind
Close and secure
And then close your eyes
An listen as I whisper
Design me
Define me
*I am yours.

i was drinking
so i'm late
that's what started the debate

was it one drink
maybe two
i'm not sure, i wish i knew

in every single conversation
there's two sides that we see
but, besides ours, there's another
the truth and that makes three

was i dancing
did i meet
another woman, so discreet

you were home
alone you said
but, there's clean sheets upon the bed

little lies
and bigger liars
i didn't ride her, just kicked the tires

you just smile
and don't let on
it's just ten minutes since he's been gone

we can argue
what's the use
neither one can tell the truth

i go quiet
that's just me
there's still a third side i should see

so i drink
one shot or two
it shouldn't matter much to you

one side mine
another yours
the third side hidden behind closed doors

there's three sides known  to every story
the third one can be kind of gory
so it's the one we never see
mine, yours, and the truth makes three