They Call This Drowning.We fell in love;A deep and surgingwatercolor seawith lilac waves thatwrestled with our ailingbodies,and azure air that choked ourlungs.We were in over our heads.
Horology.Like a clock,you said you'd waitforever,but I forgotto replace the battery,now you'rebroken.
Give Me a Portrait.Paint me without aface,because I'm sure youdon't remember mineanyway.
How Love Works.I neverfell in love withyou,you neverfell in love withme.Your demonsfell in love withmine,my demonsfell in love withyours.
Roses Can Change.White roses make youcrybecause they remind youof him.To see you smileand take the painfrom your eyes,I'd prick each of myfingertipsand drip my bloodonto each velvet petalthat adorns the snaking vineso that the red roseswill make you thinkof me.
Everyone Knows Boys Can't Fly.They told him liesdid not existwhere evil dared not roam,and that if he only spreadhis wings,the wind would hold himup,and make him fly.He stood on theedge,his toes balancedin the skyand with a breath he closedhis eyes,and fell back down toEarth.
One Day His Life Will Be a Classic.There's sorrowon his lips,and sonnetsin his eyes.Each scar on his wrist,speaks in fatal monologue.He lives a tragedynot evenShakespeare could write.
Speechless.I wanted to writea poem foryou,but when you leftyou took everything,even the wordsI never spoke.
I Am Lost.I am lost,I cannot feel.Is this sleep,When I close my eyes?Or is it death,When I rest my head?I am lost,I cannot see.Is this real,When I hear your voice?Or is it an illusion,When I see your face?I am lost,I do not knowWhere I am,When I look ahead.Or where I've been,When I look back.I am lost,I have forgottenHow to speak,When words weigh on my lips.Or how to scream,When terror fills my lungs.I am lost,I’ll never be found.No one noticed,When I went away.They can see me,But I am gone.
WineHead on a patisserie tablewith a wine-scented napkinthat I scrawled your name all overin the hopes it might necromanceor just romance youto this place, at this time,so we could be together againand although the guitarist knowsthat I'm broken beyond blueI keep reaching for the bottlein the hopes it might recreateor just replicateyou.
RawThese fingers never thoughtThey could write poetry,Just like this mouth neverThought it could eat heartsAnd swallow regrets.Your secrets still paintThe inside of my throat,Hieroglyphics of a loveThat left me raw.I can still feel you inMy bones, and I'll keepYou there till the sunTurns to dust and theMoon stops singing herSorrow to the stars.
The DeadI have chemical wakefulness,10 dollars and 27 cents hidden last night,somewhere around the apartment, maybe in the couchor behind the drywall. The red stiff pillows are on the carpet,my chest was stuffed with vibrations and tapered:It's not in the kitchen. Not in our bedroom,but you have forty dollars in your wallet.Your body's in airspace. Maybe you had dinner,your parents' favorite restaurant,or called Richard while you smoked in the parking lot,talking:feather hymns, exosongs, traffic tones,a late ride home, long straight roads, flaking paint,creaking sway, bitter drip, dragging lights,dark skin,a choking fit,his nihilistic faith, a repetitive twitch,how he appreciated with his fists,and you were 23,thought everything was plainor symbolic:"I'll pick up something for dinner,"but I only spend 18.60 at the supermarket.
Flawed Canvas.Your lipsleft watercolorstainsall across my heart.My blood isn't evencrimson anymore,its a pale and dyinglilacthat bleeds onto the floorand paints a pictureof you.
Hope is a beaconHer lighthouse eyesguide him home.
Insomnia.I’d stay awakeAll nightIf it meant you’d still be breathingIn the morning.
hoardermy lungs are bleedingi've been coughing up the last bit of feelings i had for youmy skin soarfrom trying to claw off the last of your perfumethat has permanently fused into my bonesmy feet roughtrying to run from your melodic voicethat just mocked me.my tongue hurtsfrom grinding my teeth on itto get your taste out of my mouth.my fingers bandagedbecause i can feel your hand in mine.pleasekill me.my heart is the only thing that wont give up on youand now its making my whole body crave you.
-the stars shineso brightlyin those brown eyes(they're terribly empty, aren't they?)and i knowthat every dayis a struggle(i'm sorry i can't help you)because youhave been sob r o k e n(and no matter what i do, nothing can fix you)but the emptinessin those eyesseems to fade(and life flickers in those brown hues)so i'll climbevery mountain topfor you(just so you can see all the stars in the universe)
HomeA dream.A word.A lie.
requiem boys.violet-minded,andromeda-eyed,you lack the need to let go;but i am enough of a burden for both of us.my ribs are in debtand my heart was foreclosed two days agobut warrior,i love you so.and sometimes i wonder whyi am so dumb and numbbecause it's youit's you.
.I am whatmy fathertaught me;you'll findthe devil inmy hands.
I Ship UsI can not measure our lovein words, but in how tightwe hug when we finallysee each other again. Thereis starshine in your smileand I could swear that youare Aurora, wreathed inbeauty, but with less sleepingand more ass-kicking.You are kind and selfless,a true paragon of loveand a goddess of all thingsgood. where most have blood,you have eternal love.all the light in the worldis simply not enoughto express the lightyour friendship andlove bring to me.Passion and excitementexude from everythingthat you do and you pouryour heart into; everything youmake, everything you touch.When we first met, there wasn'ta doubt in my mind that Ihad found one of my soulmates,someone who could laughover puns and obsess overpokemon, someone who wouldn'tjudge me on anything I'd done.A kind soul that is therefor all to see. One that hasbeen scarred and one Iwish to protect. Everythingyou do becomes bettersimply by your being there.You are the reason I believein friends b
ChangesHe turned her blizzards into breezes.
OneI can remember exactly when i first met you.The slight crease in your face as you smiled.If one thing could say something, then that did.I can remember everything.You shaped me. Made me.We grew into each other. We fell apart with each other.I cannot remember anything without you.I can remember exactly when we first kissed.The way your lips felt soft and curious, against mine.If one thing could say something, then that did.I'd live a million miles away.Another life and world away, with you.If I know what love is, it is because of you.
Bitlets 191The way the words roll off of your tonguemakes me think of lollipops and lemon tartand then I hear the arch in your voice: a question.But I was too busy lip-reading to listen to you.
Poisonous LoveYour love seeps into my skinand crawls into my heart,to eat it from inside out.
xi want to kiss youwith the intensity of a thousand universesand i want you to feel the heatof every staron your lips
DissociationThe mirror showed her a stranger.
Content.I went searchingfor myself,I ended up finding youinstead.