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To the Memories, I've Labeled As Bad
To the Memories, Iāve Labeled AsĀ Bad
My mind wanders to you from time to time. And I used to let that make me so mad. Iād close my eyes so tight, to suppress looking into the face of memories Iāve labeled as bad. Memories Iāve removed myself from, so why do they still linger within me? Looming fear over the thought of us as a sign of weakness, or just a reflection of who I used to be. Yet ironically am nothing without. That if Iā¦
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Social infection
We havenāt truly spoke in weeks And I donāt see you unless you post a story to your feed. Yet I notice & allow the things you want me to see, take up space inside me. As we paint pictures of what we want others to believe, somehow convincing ourselves of a connection within a virtual world. So much that our motivation for real experiences is fueled by what you wish others to perceive. Howā¦
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Rape
Even though I donāt talk about somewhere beneath this thick layer, I am still coated in it, wearing it everyday. & for so long I allowed this pseudo of happiness To wear my smile Let you take my laugh & portray it as screams that nobody could hear. Thinking maybe if I faked it, Iād make it. I mean isnāt that what everyone around here is doing anyway?
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Divine
How divine to be one of a kind. To know that your lips could trace my whole self. Shimmy all the way down my spine, taking in each curve and every chill as you prompt them to arise. Even taste my skin in all the places you desire, as you tune into each moan like an artist stroking a captivating scene. & be very thorough maybe do me over twice just know, you will never find aā¦
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"Love" is unidentified
āLoveā is unidentified
Iāve been in āloveā before, kissed the face of the devil and laid next to him before. Watched as he lose his mind and slowly infect mine as he searches for another casualty. Iāve been in āloveā before even picked myself up off the floor and left āloveā at the door, before. So when you ask if love is worth fighting for Iād have to say No love is worth the wage if it preys upon yourā¦
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All the Past Love of Mine
All the Past Love ofĀ Mine
In my mind, youāll miss me. Maybe to the point of wondering if most the things you wanted weāre simply right in front of your face. But maybe, itās just better if I think this way. Because when my thoughts lead to you, there is no safe place.
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Daddy is Home
Iād slip into the most alluring thing I own, to strut around the house until you make it home. What power this provides me, to seduce your entirety, as your hungry eyes devour each move, thatās what excites me. Its the way it leaves you breathless and down on your knees. That power, of just one look, & youāre the one begging to eat me.
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Growing out of you, into me
Growing out of you, intoĀ me
& I think you should know I never meant to leave you behind But itās just what happens when you enter into a new state of mind, and we no longer align. Itās the part of growing Iāve learned to accept Because if I donāt reach for the best version of me Then I would be the one left aside.
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if you could see through my eyes
if you could see through myĀ eyes
if you could see through my eyes would you still invite this kinda of pain and even sew it back in place just to break every other day. would you convince yourself that happiness will appear and that if you mend him, he will somehow save you along the way would you still think loneliness is cured by connection, so connecting with every soul, even if every soul doesnt connect with you. ifā¦
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shadows of you
if my love was present in every dimension, laying patiently with each universe, then I would set it all free shattering it at your toes in every forrest so that it can reach up for the trees and wait for you to dance in itās breeze
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finished product
your obsessed with this being that doesnt exist, and its painting images in your mind, saying things like āyou can fix meā. but crafting is such a tricky thing when your dipping your hands into dirty waters. and your hoping that maybe, iāll take notice of all these strokes filling my canvas but all i see is a true masterpiece that already exists inside of me such a raw design youā¦
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Feed the corruption
could you imagine living in a world where we all spoke our minds freely and how many would choose to speak vulgarly to accept the self destruction that helps feed the corruption of the same entities that steal from you daily
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Visitors only
my pain knows me by name and I visit it in my own little way. Grasping onto it laying with it even kissing it as it teaches me to grow in new ways I visit it from time to time so that it knows it doesnāt have to visit me
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unity
& right before he feasts on my brain
we find a mutual gaze
and he mumbles between his quivering cavity
āThe world is a scary place my lady,
Iām only saving you for myselfā
As he gulps the shadows of my existence
To now orbit around his globe
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Secret Portal
There are parts of you
that not all get to reach.
Hidden worlds
deep inside
that coat you in iridescent sheen,
a masterpiece.
Youāve opened up
allowed me to see
& given me a piece to keep.
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kisses from the past
kisses from theĀ past
My pain knows me by name
& I visit it in my own little way
Grasping onto it
laying next to it
letting it move through me
even kissing it
as it teaches me to grow in a new way
I visit it
from time to time
so that it knows it does not have to visit me
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My sweet misery
I never meant to hurt you
You were perfect
In every way
Letting me sing as loud as I want
Youād applaud even on my worst days.
Always kissing my open spaces
Giving them colorful names
Saying theyāre youāre favorite places
Visiting everyday
And itās not your fault I went astray
You see when things get serious
I always run away
A fear of feelings
So I go ahead and inflict pain
Getting out beforeā¦
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