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 Nov 2013 Tessa F
k
roll with me
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
k
your hair feels so good running through my fingers
and her body's so perfect as its dancing on my body
like we're made to fit perfectly together
sweating and happy and in love with everything
lights in my eyes i can't see you but
**** i can feel you up on my body with my fingers
running through your blonde hair and sweat dripping
down my back and your lips on my neck
hands stroking the length of my body feels like
heaven and i'll never have enough of us and this
and the music so alive the rooms spinning
and your hair feels so freaking good
kiss me like explosions I'm on fire
and the world has never felt
so beautiful
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
Chuck
Voracious, ravenous, insatiable
Corpulent from your sweet
Munificent insatiable
Flesh
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
This is for me
So here's to letting go
Letting go of you
Letting go of me
Letting go of my image
Letting go of who I used to be
Here's to me becoming more of myself
To embracing that which makes me different
If they don't want me this way?
Doesn't make a difference
I'm going to be my un-beautiful self
Outspoken, obnoxious, dorky, know-it-all, whatever
I'm going to be me
And see, this poem might not be beautiful
Not my usual poisonous masterpiece
Because for once I'm not being bitter
I'm not being dangerous or seductive or dark
I'm just trying to be
Trying to be okay
Because lately, I haven't been
And I think that as I'm trying to become the person I want to be,
I'm losing sight of the person I was,
and the person I am
So I'm no one
And then I'm left scrambling, trying to find personality traits to hold onto
Becoming the old me, living in the past
Becoming the future me, daydreaming in a world that won't last
And it hurts
Because what's happened in the past is there for a reason
And what hasn't been yet will never be
So for once I'm being nice to myself
Sweetie, let go
Let go of that poisonous boy
Mourn him, yes
You can cry for who you thought he would be
But let him go
It's not fair to either one of you
Because the more he tears you apart...
The more likely you are to destroy him in turn
So it's about time you let go that which drags you down
And make your way to the surface
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
Skinny Love
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
I barely even know you
But I am irrevocably in love with you
You you you you you
Seeing you is like breathing out an endless sigh of longing
I swear to god you glow
From your little corner of the world
A quiet presence
A heavy presence
Oh, would you let me sleep inside your heart?
I want to know nothing but your heartbeat
The feeling of hair raised on your forearms
The warmth of your sleeping skin
And if I could, I'd also be beside you
Being a part of your world
In whatever way you'll let me
See you shining in the daylight
See you faintly under moonlight
See you, feel you, everywhere
"You, you, you, you, you"
Yet another endless sigh breathes out tonight
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
I feel like you're suffocating me
Your superficial beauty overwhelming the persona of "me"
Unable to stand your sparkling atmosphere
I recede, hide away, disappear
Can't handle these disco ball tears?
Why did you even bother anyway?
I'm not like the other shining ones you surround yourself with
I don't know how to be a queen, don't know how to live in bliss
I was born for blood and tears,
and quiet afternoons in waning sunlight
For peace and quiet,
or raging, self-inflicted destruction
Not this life of luxe and good, clean, fun
I'm either 100 times more boring
Or 100 times worse than your wildest sins
You can't handle me
You don't really want me
And sometimes I think I want you
Because I want your highlight reel
You in a three-piece suit
Your glittering photography
The person you show everyone else
That's who I want
Not this boy who hides behind cameras and closed doors with me
Not this boy who slowly chokes me with his golden thread
Not this boy who weaves a cotton candy life for the flash photography
Not this boy who truly leads a life of burnt sugar laced with lust
Not this boy who plays me like a marionette
Not this beautiful, destructive, terrible boy
Not you.
You had to walk into this one...
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
I feel like it must be confusing
To read my rambling thoughts
Different boys, one for every stanza
They decorate this page
Like pin-up dolls with ruffled hair
Deceiving in their beauty,
deceiving with their pretty mouths and prettier words
And yet I feel that I should explain...
There are three.
The source of my longing. Undiluted, irrefutable, infatuated, beauty.
The source of all my pain. Superficial, overrated, conceited, killer.
The source of my small tendrils of hope. Unknown, undiscovered, sweet as candy, lover.
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
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 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
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You, you, you, you, you
You ******* **** me
I want to rage at you and tear at  your hair
As much as I want to kiss you and taste the salt on your skin
And I knew this wasn't healthy from the start
But I never did like what was good for me, did I?
And you, baby, you're the worst thing for me
A pusher when I'm craving
A thief when I'm waiting
A **** when I'm posing
A lover when I'm lonely
A **** when I'm weak
A snake when I'm strong
Always pushing your way past my defenses
Crack to the addict
Blade to the wrist
Push to the ledge
Laugh to the tears
Mouth to the whisper
Sword to the heart
An unrelenting adversary in the war against myself
A weapon of choice to be used against my fragile psyche
I was doing so much better before I met you
Ah, but my life was so boring before I met you
And even if I'm shaking, stammering, craving a fix
It's worth it when you give it to me
Which, in hindsight, is probably why I can't stay away
Why I come crawling back every time
And I know I can't rest until I have you
Or you destroy me












And we both know how that's going to turn out
 Nov 2013 Tessa F
J
So I guess tonight is a writing night
Because I haven't done this for a while
And the real reason is you
And I ******* hate you for that
But I love it
God, did you know how dead I've been feeling?
Is that why you chose now?
You knew, didn't you?
How I've been counting the minutes in the days that never end
How I've been listless and shivering
How I've been so utterly bored with my life
No interest in anything
No inspiration
Nothing to write about
Nothing to talk about
Nothing to think about
So in you come
Clawing your way into my world
The way you always have
And it's like you clawed away my curtains
And suddenly the outside world is bright and relevant again
I am exposed and alive and awash with feeling
I can't handle it
I can't handle you
I can't handle your mood swings
the way you change your mind about me everyday
I can't handle you losing interest in me
I can't handle you wanting me
It's all too much
You're too much
And I love you for it
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