#tiptoe
conversing with you
is the equivalent to
using a piece of wool
to travel across skyscrapers.
terrified,
tiptoeing,
timorous.
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 10:38 PM UTC
Mixed with shame,
A tint of red that calls my name.
Tiptoe around the subject,
Or else you’ll see me burst.
Holding all these things inside
Makes me feel worse.
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 11:46 PM UTC
You possess full ownership
To the key to my heart's door
And it means an awful lot
To not only have a spot
High upon your shelf, but
To feel you open the padlock,
Tiptoe in, your smile against mine,
And tuck, and lock, yourself inside
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 3:58 AM UTC
This morning, when I got out of the shower, I tiptoed across the room.
I took caution not to drip water all over the floor, so that you wouldn't get wet feet when you used the bathroom next.
This morning, I remembered that I never have to tiptoe again.
Tonight, I can feel my heart breaking.
Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
Cowardly tiptoeing to the back door,
Ready to make her suffer more.
Inside the house, prepared for attack,
Meticulously sneaking in total pitch-black.
In her bedroom, see her asleep;
Not even worried that this is ***** and cheap.
Akin to his knife, always in dread-
Lest he never see her dead.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC
Tiptoe through forests
of lollipop trees
and play with cotton candy bunnies
Climb rock candy mountains
Jump in chocolate syrup puddles
I wear a little yellow raincoat
to keep me dry
from the cream soda raindrops
So many sweet things
live in this wonderland
Things like you
Why would anyone want to leave
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 3:14 PM UTC
Tiptoeing
Like a thief that fears the light
Like a cat that dances through the night
Like a kid that mischievously hides from the sight
Tiptoeing
To achieve the gist of self in front of the magic mirror man
Non of the above three.
Just a mimic.
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 11:05 AM UTC
A line is stretched across a chasm.
Beneath me is all black.
The line is bright and shining,
And there is no looking back.
One foot in front of the other
Is just the way to win.
Any variation,
And you might risk falling in.
"Set your eyes on the other side."
"We'll keep the door from locking."
Well, that's just fine and dandy,
If you want to keep on walking.
Heavy rain is falling down,
Making my foot slip.
I put extra care in every step,
But it makes for a longer trip.
Now the winds will start to blow.
The worst winds of its kind.
Threatening to push me off,
Forming doubts inside my mind.
Now the whispers, rising up
From the chasm, they crawl out.
Telling me terrible, saddening things
That reinforce my doubt.
The wind, the rain, and the whispers.
They chill me to the bone.
I take one last look at the dimming horizon,
And I leap into the darkness below.
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:39 AM UTC
Tip toe quietly on yout feet
Don't you dare you miss a beat
Make around the floor-set traps
Wide awake as the rest of the world naps
Creak the door open just a slight
Enough to sneak away into the night
Ignore the clatter of bottles and breaths
Soon enough they'll be just deaths
Climb the barrier that separates care
For that courage resides somewhere
Tip toe quietly on your feet
Don't you dare you skip a beat
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
They say
Tiptoe through the tulips
But where did they say
Smash through
The violets
That are blue
Like my heart
Or the roses
That are red
Like the blood
Pouring out.
When did they say
Make sure to crush
The sunflowers
Once golden
Like my future
But tiptoe
Through the tulips
Heavens forbid
They come to harm.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 2:37 AM UTC