#tendencies
i wanted you like a Pepsi
just one Pepsi
not quite suicidal
but watch me display tendencies
Feb 9, 2025
Feb 9, 2025 at 2:12 PM UTC
there are more things in this life
than love
though it seldom seems it
with love itself, in scarcity
the norm are hearts hurting
and in these times
getting close can be a death send
read and write and dream
of times better suited to the casanovic tendencies
that consume you to no end
when the plague is dead
and we have become
victorious
but even handicapped, love lacking still sullies you
so put it to the side
just for now my friends
Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 12:38 PM UTC
One day, I’ll stop writing
One day, I’ll stop dreaming
One day, I’ll stop believing
One day, I’ll stop hoping
One day, I’ll stop trying
One day there will be no more poems written by me
And there won’t be anymore pain
One day I’ll be gone
Maybe it’s today
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 8:44 AM UTC
Skin them alive,
leave none to survive,
Shred them to pieces,
I am as phantom as cold summer breezes,
Lapping up blood like a good cat,
Eating children rather than a rat,
I can take flight like a bat,
Beat you to death from behind,
Eat your bones fresh from the grind,
Cut your throat pull out your tongue,
Can't find your body its so far slung,
A lil here a lil there,
♥♥DEAD BODIES EVERYWHERE ♥♥
Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
Nameless, near dead.
Aimless. In the stead
of a key to a kingdom,
I believe I received
the hand me down mess
of a life before my own.
How do I live?
Carpet to back,
eyes cast at the ceiling,
desperately loosing
my dreams and my feelings
in tears?
Drawing stick figure pictures
in the sands of my past, alive,
if not wealthy or well, I'm still
not sure what to tell you when
you ask how to survive.
May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 9:38 PM UTC
I seem to lean
into my shadows, failures and faults.
That slope too natural
and my downward leaning too easy.
What darkness have I learned?
What sullen seed has
merged into the deeper passages
to transform
into thorns?
Is it my repeated stumblings
or the sin of another
inflicted early
but now forgotten?
Maybe it’s so terrible
my mind has stashed it way way down
now a fungus still alive in the dark?
I feel too at home
dwelling in that cave
and I am in need,
I am sorely in need
of light,
enough lasting exposure
to **** the blight
scorch the itch
and set me leaning
into an upward pitch
to thwart the dark
proclivities.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
i am the “beware of dog” sign
and you are the dog
you are behind me
on a chain
loud and angry
i am there
so the next person that crosses your path
cannot be upset
as there is a sign
that warns
to beware of your tendencies
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
Funny how easy
Loves appears to be, until
It laughs with the other easily
Reconcilable "maybes"
That devalue your first "hello".
First, it began as "hello".
Little did you know how
Interested he would be in you, but
Reflecting on it now, you see how those
Tender tendencies weren't exclusive.
Finally, all you have left is "hello",
Like every other girl he knows.
Inevitably, you're one of many
Recycled pretties that thought
They were more than another "maybe".
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
My feelings faded away
Now all I feel is blue
I wonder why I’m so down
I’m always high
It doesn’t make sense
So I try some **** that’s more intense
I live with a bottle glued to my hand
And I have bottles of pills on deck
These drugs I self prescibe
Just to make me feel alive
The liquor helps me smile
But it makes me feel more numb
This **** helps me think
But it makes me more dumb
This yay makes my whole life feel A’okay
But it’s really ******* up my brain.
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 11:05 PM UTC
Even if they hand you the scissors. Even if everyone tells you, "you should."
You can't truly severe the ties, unless you make the choice that you want to.
And the thing is,
I don't want to.
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC
At times you will tether
yourself to another
And pull hand over hand
just to discover
you've woven every strand
but all you are holding
is a rope made of sand
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
Am I inclined to believe,
Or required to deceive
Another trick up my sleeve to make you pleased
With emotions I've presented you with
Contagious like disease
This love I'll infect you with
See how much I can give
See how much you can receive,
*I'll make you believe you can't deceive
What can see right through you*
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC
Holding back is an impulse for those of us
who spell 'happy' with a question mark.
We are the restless, thinking deeply;
trained to accept a consuming plateau.
We follow theories in patterns so as to clumsily grasp at
a conclusion to poke holes in and a reason to follow it
around again - the upended bicycle wheel spins and
we push ever harder - desperate to find something new;
Words to write or notes to piece together on a
set of strings or keys to show we're here and happy?
A little grain of our forever-doubt to leave behind
after spending lives tracing a question mark;
Weaving a pen around the joy that grows in the
middle of our road to arrive at an empty point.
?
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
i've spent my whole life
searching for an escape route
that has never appeared
at the fondest of times
but ******* it, i
will paint that sign myself,
in the rusted blood seeping
from my heart,
if it means this will end
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 1:16 AM UTC
I'm doing that depressed thing again
The one I swore I wouldn't do
Not so easy to blame me
Now that the cuts are on my arms
I'm doing that depressed thing again
The one you gave him credit for
Not so easy is it?
Now that he's back and afraid
I'm doing that depressed thing again
The one that makes him call me
Not just to talk about nothing
Now that I'm dying he wants to hear me
I'm doing that depressed thing again
The one that makes me cry in the shower
Not just because I'm sad
Now that I know I have nothing to cry for
I'm doing that depressed thing again
The one that you hate so much
Not just because I'm off
Now I'm your problem to
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 4:35 AM UTC