“idk you yet”
it feels like it’s hard to breathe
with all of you underneath.
i tried my best to let you go,
but got caught up in the undertow
so lock me eyes and tell me straight,
can we get out of this
any other way?
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hey check out my wordpress site
https://ryndhoff.wordpress.com/
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i’m obsessing over you,
spiraling out
thinking about your every move
sinking deep into your moods
touch he touch you
like i do?
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God has left the group chat
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you said you don’t wanna know me anymore
left me in the sprinkling rain
by now you’ve changed.
well,
we both knew this coming
knew we couldn’t keep from riding
all the highs to get to the lows
knew we couldn’t keep from writing
love letters and thoughtful poems
knew i couldn’t keep you
knew you wouldn’t stay
well,
by now you’ve changed
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i was just a green light
in your world full of stop signs.
you never cared about where we were going,
and even less about where we’d been.
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How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?
Doc Luben, “14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes”
(via buttonpoetry)
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to the broken, proud, and slightly abrasive spoken word poet at rolling hills
i knew you had scars the first time i saw you. and i don’t mean the one on your arms or the ones on your face. you’re only here because you faced the devil and got burned in the process, got high off the fumes of your shame in the process, picked at the sores in your soul in the process. i mean, the universe is a lot to process, especially when it’s held inside the raspberry caught in your throat every time the words “are you okay?” are tossed your way with every new nurse, new aide, new dr., new psych- don’t psych yourself out, love; none of us are okay
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do you ever think of me / between the sheets like / we had nothing left to lose like / we had everything in tune / making music in dim lights and / between your thighs
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overanalyze and chill
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all this skin and nowhere to kiss
i didn't want to write about you because i know it means it's over. i know last night was the last night you'll hold me in your arms like you'll never let go. i never wanted to let you go but how can i expect you to hold this wound that never managed to heal, this shipwreck body with graveyard souls and blood in all the wrong spots; only blood in the place where it rots; broken bones in places i meant to build homes and they say everything that rises must converge but, love, we're sinking and i don't think there's any good way around this hurt
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me everyday:
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in the red
do you belong
behind textbooks
in line buying breath mints and pregnancy tests
out of love
in auto part stores
electronics liquidation sales
bending over to pick up
cards for magazine subscriptions
listening to
broken people scream advertisements for
law offices, buffalo wings, window tint
because they need to pay their lawyers,
restaurants, mechanics
do you see
the parking lots swollen for hours
and then suddenly empty
highways swollen for hours
and then empty
the sun getting hotter,
the rain washing away less,
the mixing and matching of pills,
documents,
certificates,
bills,
one-time-only coupons
the accounts deep into the red
like the lipstick
that won’t scrub off the coffee cups
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