Shy girl Oh shy girl When you stare into The shattered mirror I don’t believe You see what I see The way you grin At the ground The way you laugh Without a sound The heart you seek Is upon your sleeve I see the way You weep as it bleeds You think you may… Continue reading Poem: Shy Girl
Penning the words of a perfect curse Forgetting, or a broken heart Tell me what hurts the worst This is the art of how I fall apart and why my feelings won't just work I'm dying to feel alive Finding the light, but only at night I long to feel the tug of a smile… Continue reading Poem: The Perfect Curse
Dear You, No one in my life has ever caused me more problems than you. They say nobody changes. With you, I’ve found that’s true, but it’s not. I’ve watched you change in the best way, yet remain the same in the worst. All you care about, all you see, is yourself. The hunger of… Continue reading A Letter to Myself
Like all the blood rushing like a stream this need it runs deep Starving for it always Even when I just ate Stomach growls like thunder as my pillars of sanity crumble I can't say no I don't want to say no It tells me that I'm free despite the chains around my wrists and… Continue reading Poem: This Need
The comedown after the high The fall from soaring heights The crash that makes me think I’m about to die The tulip that bloomed only to wither The reminder that I’m not what I drew in the picture The reason why I never wish to remember The silence of the music and the fiddler A… Continue reading Poem: The Fall
Warning: Profanity, anger, and realness in this post. If those are things you can’t handle, then move along. Actually, as I write this, I’m on a plane headed for Laguna Niguel CA, so I MAY tone it down a little. Before I say what I have to say, please know that I’m generally a nice… Continue reading Let X R.I.P.
I’m not okay. There are two sides to everything: two sides to every story, night and day, inside and out… and even for me. See, there’s who I am, and then there’s who I want to be. On this blog, I’ve always preached to be yourself. Really, it’s what my blog is about. But I… Continue reading The Tragedy of Truth
I'm a hopeless romantic who hasn't yet learned how to love I'm a memory hoarder buried alive beneath all the memories I can't let go of I'm an artist drowning in the colors of his own painting I'm an addict and I can't stop from overdosing on love I'm a pen with no ink A… Continue reading Poem: What I Am.
Floating through this life broken Like a lifeless body drifting through a vast ocean Unable to find a way out a shore, or a lighthouse Beneath the surface in these waters of murk I know are monsters I know they lurk But as I go to scream my lungs are filled and I cannot breathe… Continue reading Poem: Destined to Drown
Dear oh dear happy little pill You're all I need to make me feel You're all I need to help these wounds heal But what a short-lived fantasy As I'm bleeding still Like a seed I plant you deep inside of me Take my world of black and white Let buckets of blue and… Continue reading Poem: Happy Little Pill