alone and then not aloneroselike i
kiss a neck and a hand
pointless i know but
it's something i can stand
edge you closer
thin and pale like a
you turned around and i
miss that too
i remember the fevers but they
o hoo, hoo hoo
hang on to this
hang on with sharp teeth and a
i struggle to sleep
alone and then not alone
i struggle to get back up when i'm
you shake your head
such a sad no
my stomach feels empty, my
o hoo, la dadada
o hoo, la dadada
o hoo, hoo hoo
white and sickly, just a lump in a breast
stuck and sad, but part of a plan
maybe i gave you the wrong impression
love, happy now love?
lalala, la, lala
I Hate MeHate is a word
Reserved for dire circumstances.
You say you hate this,
You say you hate that;
You say it without reserve.
Hate and malice
Drip from your every pore,
Sticking to those who love you.
I cannot hate you,
I can only love you.
But how can I love
That thrusts word-shaped
Daggers into its victims?
I love, because
My hate is greater than yours,
My hate is different than yours.
I hate how I walk,
How I talk,
How I breathe,
How I live,
How I love.
I hate me.
PoetryIt doesn't have to be long
It can be a thought
Right on the spot
It could be a song
It shouldn't be perfect
It shouldn't have to hide
As long as it's worth it
And as long as it came from inside
None will be identical
Which makes them so amazing
Even ones that are cynical
Don't deserve any hazing
Glass WallI look at you, you look at me,
I miss the way we used to be,
I call out your name, but you can't hear,
Even if you're standing there, you're far away from here.
I sit and stare,
I know is not my world anymore,
A glass wall separated our lives,
Built by broken promises and lies,
An impenetrable wall without a door.
How could we let this happened?
When we got this to an end?
But now my world is shattering,
With tears in my eyes,
I'm leaning on the wall,
Waiting for this world to fall.
The sky is coming down on me,
Sherds of sun are ripping off my skin,
From the pain soon I'll be set free.
You stare at me,
But your sight is empty,
I touch the glass wall, waiting to flee,
Or maybe just to drown in my own blood,
Destroyed by my expectations,
In the end that's all I've got.
I close my eyes,whispering "goodbye",
I don't hate you, I never really did,
I smile, even if now for me is time to die.
She KnewShe kissed him and she knew,
That he was definitely the one.
Wrapped up in him,
She knew she was safe.
Held by his caring hands,
No harm could be done to her.
She knew she wanted him.
No one else was better for her.
The two of them,
Were meant to be together.
She knew it.
He knew it.
They both knew it ♥
The overwhelming tears in my eyes .
They're drowning me.
I can't stop them.
I look down, and the shirt I'm wearing, the pillow i'm sleeping on, the blankets i'm covering myself with, are soaked.
Soaked, with my own freaking tears.
And I cant help to think about my body shaking,
like my own... personal, earthquake.
The worst part, is that no one has noticed my tears. Not yet.
These tears, are like acid.
My eyes are starting to turn red.
And they're starting to burn like the fires of hell.
...That can't be good .
-Dear pillow, I'm sorry for all the tears. Dear heart, I'm sorry for all the damage.
Cicada Songs and Cinder Beds
My heart is swollen by cicadas' songs;
A moment filled by agape persists
'It turns pearlescent, almost fantastical at the sight of moonrise'
I am uttering your famous words, beloved
How poetic of you, beloved-
Truly wondrous how you uncover hymns and find limericks even in my grief
It speaks of us in volumes
If only the now barren tears I shed at every slivering of moonbeam
Could shudder the ground they fell upon with their might-
As if clashes of shield and sword
I am quipped with no other battle gear
Maybe then I'd have your attention,
Perhaps then I could wake you, quaver you, and finally seize you out of the dulling mire
Let me unearth your sullen solid symphony
Croon for me and pluck on my heart strings once more
It Burrows Into Your Bonesthree.
you have to wonder
exactly how long everything will last.
i've been wanting to strike a match
and touch it to the tip of a candle's wick,
then count the seconds until it is quelled.
it is four forty-one in the morning
and i am fighting off the urge
to score my frustrations and fears
onto my skin as if i am a piece of pottery.
this is what i imagine it would feel like
the second before squeezing the trigger
a strange calm that slithers around your scapula
and settles in the curve of your collarbone
with such an easy euphoria you don't notice
when it begins to constrict.
I'll waitOh my god my heart is on fire.
I can't ignore this strong desire.
Watching and waiting moon after moon.
It was too late then and now its too soon.
There's a thousand million words I could say,
Non of which could show the emotions in play.
Cold Winters with snow filled days
To springs, warm, life giving rains.
To Summers ,green, sun drenched plains.
To Falls colors that wax and wane..
I'll wait for ever because...
I love you
Oh my god I love you.
The MiddleIs it a dream because I love you or a nightmare because letting you go will be the worst possible conclusion?
Don't love too much,
or it's sure to end in dismay;
Even if you dream of such
I warn you it'll end this way.
Keep yourself a safe distance
from what you hold dear.
Love a little,
not too much,
I ensure you my dreams are clear.
I dream of that place
right in the middle
where nightmares flutter
But they don't quite touch,
no, not close enough
to leave me wanting to hide.
I dream of love that's close enough
to have a companion or two;
but not so close that when they are gone
I feel myself come unglued.
But this dream of mine,
this middle ground,
I have yet to find.
When I get close at all,
I always get too close
to leave it all behind.
You Have My HeartA gentle smile like a spark of light
Illuminates my soul
With every laugh and heartfelt glance
It is happiness that makes me whole
Your arms speak caring warmth
Your touch a cool caress
I am captivated by your eyes
As my heart beats within my chest
You bring a joy to me
One I've never felt before
With each touch of your hand
My care grows more and more
I miss you dearly
Whenever we may part
Although you seem to think otherwise
I know nothing will change my heart
I am not one to speak
About things I tend to feel
But the feelings that you give me
Are often quite surreal
The thoughts trapped about my head
I can no longer keep inside
But the words describing what i feel
I can never find
None will fit me correctly
And none can truly tell
The feelings that you give me
Or how forcefully I have fell
I know I can never repay you
For the happiness you bring
Or the pleasant smile you give me
With the soft melody you sing
There is no hole, no emptiness
Which you cannot yet fill
And if sadness star
Yet to be Named
A woman is made of warmth to her core
You have something I could die for
other than myself
I play it cool, but really...
I'd rest in peace here, now, just knowing I made you smile
I'm writing a song for you,
but there are too many words to remember
I'm afraid to go this far, as I'm sure you are
It's not something I can hold for long:
my breath under your warm flood
Tell me, show me what you might deny
It's better to regret, than to retract
We have nothing to hide
Well, if I've nothing to lose,
I have a few things to tell you...
In a desert, I'd give my last drop of water
just to wash your feet
Were my car to die tomorrow,
I'd walk the miles to your place
or any end of the earth where you might be
What you give me exceeds want, need, words, or reason
You laid my deathwish to rest,
but now death has no threat
because if nothing more happens before I go,
I'll know that you're real, that you're here
No matter what, even if you don't feel the same,
I'd give you everything
All I could ever a
the gusts of wind take me higher still
and I fear a violent rush
would force me from your grasp.
why do you put me through this turmoil?
your hands are firm, but familiar.
and each time I beg
that you will sense my fright,
but you know only your desires.
And yet, I can't let go.
for you know as well as I,
the only thing that keeps me
tethered to this place
Why does my heart
when I see you?
When your fingers
accidentally brushed mine,
an electric shock
go through my body.
Every time you look at me,
every time you're close to me,
My whole body
Could it be?
That towards you,
I am in
How could it be?
I closed my heart
off to anyone
No one can break
those locks on my heart.
why is my heart
I want something,
What is that sound?
The grinding sound of metal
it's the sound
of those locks,
the ones that surround my heart.
They're being broken.
I think I fell for you.
je veux te tenir la main.Nail bitten fingers
dance across paper,
writing what is unsaid.
What I can never say.
My heart is open wide,
there are no boundaries to be found;
no rules to be set.
Worlds of freedom,
stretching universe to universe:
an endless rainbow of
But the words that please,
I'll never catch them.
The tips of our fingers brush,
but hands we cannot hold.
The end.You leaving never surprised me.
We were never meant to be.
I am the lock and you're the non-fitting key.
I'm the ice cold snow and you're the palm tree.
Just not meant to be.
All the yelling and fighting,
It made me cry but I found it exciting.
The way we ended was unlike us, weak.
Dead silence with a final kiss on my cheek.
We were odd and we never worked out.
But that made me love you more throughout.
And even though you want us to be apart,
you will always have that special place in my heart.