#playonwords
i am either an extroverted introvert
OR
an introverted extrovert
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 5:46 PM UTC
You are not like the rain
You never teased my skin
Planting ideas in my head
That grew roots in my heart
The acid Dripping from your tongue,
You burnt me.
The storm raged
The waters haven't calmed since.
I felt love, I Feel love, I bleed hurt
And long for a tsunami
To sweep me from this nightmare.
Come back
Break my skin
Please
Show me what it feels like to love again.
Let me dance in the toxicity
And bathe in the poison
Your scent
Your fumes
Paint
Dirt
Home
A fresh rain falls
I'm drawn back in
Let me drown
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 10:18 PM UTC
A system for the we
Of our diligent society.
But you cannot spell
This dangerous ism
Without the prefix
UNI
Or in the mouth
Of the common man:
MYSELF, I, ONE.
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 11:12 PM UTC
We press our bodies together
Forcing separate atoms to form one
Of a new breed,
But it will never be achieved
We don’t bond
Just periodically breathe.
May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 2:15 PM UTC
_I used to be your little cream puff;
But these days I just feel like a medium-sized cabbage._
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 3:29 AM UTC
Melancholy;
Melt in lands
Unholy
In an abyss of
Harm supressed;
Between two palms pressed
Together.
Remind us we are
Desolate;
Descending to a
Solitary fate
Where days
Gloomy;
Glue me
To my memories
Cold cruelty and
Shame;
An attempt at shadowing
The untamed.
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
can no nation rise enough
in the window
to puzzle
Logan Robertson
5/05/2018
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 11:16 PM UTC
I think I’m angry
With you
The double dichotomy of words
Both with and at
All encompassing the ever growing redundancies of phrase upon fragile phrase
Hand upon hand
Your hand a sliver in my heart
It beats
Beats like a funeral drum as the fires and pyres are lit
Beats like fists on chests
A piercing war cry
“Cry for help,
No one will hear you” stuck in the quicksand
:a fly in honey:
“Oh honey what have you done?”
I think I’m angry
With you
But
I’m angrier without you
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC
We press our bodies together
Forcing separate atoms to form one
Of a new breed,
But it will never be achieved
We don’t bond
Just periodically breathe.
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 10:46 PM UTC
Stories sing of ways
That shed light on
Situations
Tall tales spake
Of things
With green envy
Thy name wilt one speak
Before the moon sets
Upon one's kingdom
And bite one's thumb
Shall one joust in word or sound
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 12:23 PM UTC
And I swallow metaphoric medication
Until they burn down my throat
And similes are like cereal for breakfast
With which I refuse to partake
My words bleed out
Personifying my grief
Hyperbole is too big a mass I can explain
It would take years to finish
Would roses choked in thorns be a symbol of oppression
Or a nature of destruction in beauty
Take me to the emergency room
I'm sick of this language I speak
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
You teach others how to love you right,
by loving yourself right,
First
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC
The pleasant lighting
Falling on your face,
Shifting uncomfortably
In dressy clothes.
A wine list sitting
In front of you.
The clink of champagne glasses.
A menu
Is then passed to you,
"What would you
suggest this evening?"
You ask the well dressed,
Smiling waiter.
"Well sir what are you in
The mood for?"
You shrug,
"I don't know."
"Well..."
He starts,
"Some words are deliciously
Smooth,
Like:
Circumstance,
Circumference,
Slither,
Sleek,
Sweet,
And
Finesse.
Some words crackle,
Such as:
Tickle,
Freckles,
Speckled,
Wrinkle,
Crinkle,
Torch,
Crunch,
Cacophony,
And cricket.
Some words,
Are bubbly:
Poppycock,
Preposterous,
Exaggerate,
Flammable
Graffiti,
Whisky,
Blasphemy,
Dubious.
Some words,
Are addicting:
Missing,
Lost,
Pain,
Me,
Mine,
Hurt,
Cut,
Burn,
Die,
Death,
Hard,
Hate,
Can't,
Fate,
Heart,
Broken,
Stay,
Love.
What words
Would you like to eat?"
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
The air I'm exhaling is cold
chilled toes and the tip of my nose
bug hypnotist
resting my mind
days at a time
pen tops that whistle
and glide on the page
gold to grey
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 2:19 PM UTC
We are all burning at both ends.
Some more than others,
On the clock we must depend.
Let's hide under covers
and never give in.
Let me wear your bad days.
Celebrate you when you win.
It makes for a beautiful dance.
A Childish romance.
It all depends on more than just happenstance.
It's the kind of work you carry in your spine.
"The back breaking, soul fulfilling, leave me supine" kind.
You know it's something worth it when it transcends time.
Like if we could just have this forever, we would be fine.
I never want to give up what must have taken all my lives
to find. Something that is truly one of a kind.
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
*Shuffle my thoughts
bridge my emotions
Build a fortress that can't be moved
I'll be the queen of diamonds
You'll be the outlawed joker
Together we'll be the wildest cards and rule the land of poker
Deuces* ✌
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 8:04 PM UTC
I wish, wishfully to wish a wishful wish.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
Hands smudged from the filth
Stuck down in his fingernails
Worked to Impress her.
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC