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 Dec 2014 T Thomas
ky
Untitled
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
ky
ive run out of words to describe the way your hands feel gripping the sides of my face
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
Nat
Temptation
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
Nat
Constant
Consuming all thought

Everywhere

"I won't give in!"

And then,
I do
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
Pdub
Carried Away
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
Pdub
If only you knew how strong my desire for you is—
You'd runaway,

With me.
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
Natasha Meyer
Naked she lies
Her body tainted and bruised
cast aside by hate and demise
broken, torn, bleeding
her dreams shattered
her mind battered
discarded
forgotten
alone
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
Dylan crafton
Don't love
It's a lie
The world uses it to trap you
And give you a false hope
Don't let it take you over
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
MKF
I Think
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
MKF
I think you're hard to get over
I think you could still be mine
I think you're a super nova
I think you make the world shine
I think you're made of stardust
I think you know that you are
I think that love might destroy us
I think that you're near yet so far
I think you know that you're perfect
I think you know that I'm hooked
I think if you left I'd be heart wrecked
I think you can't be overlooked
I think I'll love you forever
I think you've stolen my heart
I think I'll follow you wherever
I think we should never part
I think you know that I love you
I think you might just be scared
I think you might love me too
I think this love might be shared
For Trevor
 Dec 2014 T Thomas
fdg
it's pretty simple, i guess
no crows picking at the thoughts under my skull
no claw marks on my back from everyone who ever tried to stab me there
no knots of hair in the corners of my eye lids built up from years of trying to hide behind a frizzy blonde
life can be simple because it's all only metaphors
most things i think could be so much simpler

so instead of
me being a small cactus missing many ****** and him being the sun that allows me to grow tall anyway
he's just a guy that i love who makes me think a little clearer and feel a little stronger
and instead of
sitting at the bottom of a lake with the whole world still raining on me, seaweed wrapped around my hips so tight it stung
i was just a girl sitting in the tub under shower jets, letting the water wash away the blood

**** metaphors
trying to write different things, instead of the same love poems over and over again, though i can't stop thinking about his hands tonight (am i a creep))((i'm a creep)
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