#yep
You waved
Today
When I was driving off
It didn't mean much
I know
But it meant a lot
To me
This means a lot to me
You know
The way we talk
The way we play
This game
How many times
Can I tell you
I like your
Whatever it might be
Before you realize
I just like you
In general
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 8:01 PM UTC
Tantamount to the crawlspace where your emotions
are dissembled,
is the animalistic focus in your pointed gaze,
Sketchy eyed with jerky limbed motions,
As elusive as you are always around,
Or so it would seem,
Their eyes fall upon you,
no doubt,
You are a vision,
That I do not and have never questioned,
There is a fundamental lack of
hesitancy in your days,
lately you have looked let down,
Thinking of you,
occurs outside the restraints of time,
I would like to be everything with you.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC
There is a level between friends and dating
The median is a confusing area
You both like each other and you act like you're dating
But you aren't
From what I've discovered it's exactly like dating but without the title
"Talking" to more than more than one person would be bad
But you aren't dating
You get them gifts and maybe even say you love them
But it's just talking
It's like a trial run for the relationship
Because going ahead and having a relationship would be too much
May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
Balance never restored gotta take the time to reach for
A goal but I'm steady taking detours
Depression at its finest couldn't be cured with no diamonds
Cause the void could never be filled
Still be poppin these pills
Every single day is just a cycle
Taking steps to not feel ******
Grasping tight onto a bible
Getting high for all those times low
Aint no place like home inside my mind tho
Theres no winning so this journey almost feel like Shiloh
So maybe I'll take life slow in hopes that I dont plateau
Always been an old soul so my skin I've outgrown
Always been a leader but nobody ever followed
Truth be told is all I want's a better day tomorrow
I've been living with this sorrow
But im glad I got the will to never feel like i have gotta grab the bottle
And im glad I got people I can trust on
Ain't stable by myself feel like I need someone to love on
Another part of me just wants somebody I can **** on
Another part of me feels like he wants to be alone
I've been indecisive for too long im on my toes
I been tryna avoid this feeling of paranoia
Dinner at mamas plate of rice seasoned with goya
This life is not a toy a little toddler destroys a
certain kind of psyche vision dies when he will grow a
Man is never happy hes just grown to be a lackey
A man is never free he slaves to money as a caddy
Lackin fundamentals to survive this hell on the earth
They **** you in your spirit way before you're in a hearse
Leave a mark
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
Bread and butter
Bones and blood
Air and water
Life.
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 11:18 PM UTC
The fringe of my pillow
Makes me cringe quite oddly
As it reminds me of our night out
I singed my hair
Only to binge on Netflix
In the dark with you
I unhinged when you left
Because you left for Vinje...without me!
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC
punch numbers in my calculator
kick off my day with a double black
thump my feet to the sound of my cars bass
boot up my laptop
before shooting a few hoops after school
what am i fighting for
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 7:00 AM UTC
If you hit
Enter
Enough times,
Any sentence
Becomes
Poetry.
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
I will not think of you every moment of every day, because I do have things to do
I will not will dress for you, because I wear what I want
I will not spend every second worrying about you, because I have troubles, too
I will not agree with everything you say, because I have my own opinions
I will, however, think of you when I hear the joke you told on our first date,
And wear the dress you got me for my birthday on yours,
And worry about you when you're at an important interview
And agree with you when you've had a bad day
And love you more and more every day, until the end of time.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
**** son, it's late, it's too late.
But he sends her up for him anyways, first over the phone, then up the elevator, then down the hallway
And he welcomes her inside with the smell of hotel sheets.
Sorry for the draft, and he stuffs a towel into the crack below
the door.
She's like a duchess on a throne which is his bed,
and he sits across from her and puts the coffee on to drip as she undoes herself
jewels
dress
hair
which tumbles down her back and it wants to go further but she stops it
He pours them each a cup, it smells of vanilla and faraway places
And he wonders if shes ever been to any of them,
the faraway places,
But only for a short moment does he wonder this,
as she is here to make love to him,
and he scrubs the veneer from his face and
Lets her look at him
for a little while
Before he beckons her into him
And he whispers his secrets in her ear
as she Rocks Back and Forth
in his lap
like a cat or a merry-go-round,
And she makes him feel like a man in love,
Maybe even a married man,
A man with a deep, mad, certain love
that won't keep him awake at night.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC
oh hello i didnt know
you wanted to leave
i thought you actually liked
me
but it turns out i was just another
girl
you didn't need
so, little lovely me, will gladly
stay out of the way
and watch you be happy
even though i'm dying on the
inside.
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC