#leaking
How do we love?
Why do we shed blood?
It hurts so much, to shed blood,
To share love,
My heart is bleeding,
Leaking, hurting,
For your love, ever shedding blood,
Love me right,
Care for me, adore me,
Touch me, love me,
Don’t shed my blood,
Don’t shed your blood,
Give me gifts,
Affection, touch,
Just please leave my blood,
Love hurts, I won't shed blood.
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 11:52 AM UTC
Days flit by
like a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
As If watching a leaky faucet
In a plugged sink
The drops are slow to build
Weighted down by their own mass
As they reach a point where gravity
can no longer be surpassed,
To a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
As they fall into the basin
scattering ripples
And splattering droplets
As they fall
Gathering light in a glittering bowl
As the next drop slowly begins to flow
By the
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
But once you’re attention is pulled
And the visual is no longer there
Only a sound heard
Consistent tempo filling the air
Seeming to speed
where eyes can’t see
And the budding drops
fall carelessly
With a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
before you know it the basin is filled
With the drops cascading
beyond ones will
And the ripples now
scatter to waves against the brim
Caving to gravities endless whim
As a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
Once you notice, it’s far too late
The marble is shimmering
with streams and ponds
As it tallies the fee of water wasted
_So too does time slip from the basin_
And the coins we pay
exchanged with age
To a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
Before you know it
time has come to a stop
along with both
the _drip_
and the _drop_
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 2:12 PM UTC
You were always there to help me through things, even thou there were the obvious times when it looked too be me just helping you throughout...EVERYTHING! Except that's never been quite truthful, since our very "inception" towards one another! I could honestly say there is not a time that goes by, where you aren't there to brighten up my day when reaching out with your greeting that raises my hopes even further in life! Showing that my heart glows for the very "special" friendship that we have together! As yours leaks while softly weeping tears of joy at the very prospect of your own independent individuality becoming (all the more "tempting") when confronting yourself toward me more and more as we both "shake a leg" when our very progress seems too quicken with each step of confrontation! Which is only limited by the access that we claim within each other's very hearts! It is truly "limitless"! Only when the "there and after"... Becomes the full set at which is easier for us too pronounce in one another. Giving a raise in our compatibility together as if by a mere simulation sparks trade between our ever-increasingly lingering emotions! Where the thing that merely activated this very "simulation for compatibility"... Was a cueing announcements called "information"! Our information is both a "heart of gold", because it's made to be entirely there...afterwards! (Remaining forevermore...if not "indefinitely"!) Whatever happens afterwards, will truly test our defining features as whatever we shape our mere simulation for compatibility into the next inception toward one another!
PS... It doesn't matter whatever happens to each one of us (from here on out)! Since wherever we are within some type of "unreachable scenario"... Will know the title of this very passage towards one another.... The "there and after"... Is not something you can just claim. But for the desire between our two compatibilities too simulate a greater passage of information when our very identities become one within the desire to bear a stronger resemblance towards each other's "glowing and leaking" hearts!
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 1:52 PM UTC
my mother's trust issues are leaking into my chest
and
my father's tendency to forfeit humans for his solidarity
sometimes
I feel my persona bending to accommodate them
both.
May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 8:28 AM UTC
Not myself,
Not with those wide staring eyes.
Staring through this wall of water,
Leaking from my attic spaces.
My brain leaks fears, like a rusty tin tap.
No, not myself.
Not with these thoughts or falling tears.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
I have to leak out
and spill over the edges
I have to be a nuisance to the passive state of things
If only just to be defiant
And scratch at the eyes of the flat environment in which people toil along their timelines without so much as a ripple to show for it
I have to let in the wind, and let it howl around my corners
and sock hop with me
I too often get bored of the sunshine that heats up stable things that barely move
I need storms and hurricanes
If only just to have something to say one day when youthful isn't how I'm described anymore
And the creases in my skin circle and intersect like a mosaic tapestry
And they ask for a story around the dinner table
Then I'll leak out all over again
In a violent rage
That will be a nuisance to the passive state of things
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
poet's have
ink stains
on their
legs.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
Oh hello,
What's happening to you?
Look at yourself dear,
Your face is leaking!
"Leaking? Why is it leaking?",
Maybe it's because...
Because you just had your first heartbreak dear,
"Oh".
Would you like a hug
"Yes",
"Please."
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 9:08 AM UTC