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The city
was cleaner than any I’d ever seen.
From afar
it’s shape unique to any I’d ever been,
With no tall spires or dark looming streets,
Everything was bright,
Colors rolling into one another like
The blending of paint by a patient hand.
Each aspect was balanced,
Smooth and and purposeful,
With enough light to feel alive at night,
But consequently see the stars.
The roads were unbusy,
s...
‘I was trying to be what you wanted’
I pointed at my chest,
‘I gave you miles of my road and you put up walls’
I press my hand against my heart, turning my fingers into a claw and making a twisting motion.
‘I gave you hours of my time, my patience and you gave me fucking silences’
I beat my heart, teeth clenched pinching my inner cheek and drawing blood.
‘I pushed aside grief, I listened to you s...
I cannot hold her in my arms,
She, whom is most needed by me.
She comes so unexpectedly,
And she leaves in the same fashion;
Always refusing to be held.
She never pushes me away,
But she never stays very long.
I ask her every time we meet
To stay and build a life with me.
She refuses me with a smile.
I can’t wait to see Love again....
Tears rolling down my face,
questions lingering like a race.
All these nonstop text what are u doing? ,where are u?, u doing great?
Makes me wonder,do u do this to every girl you met?
Many women adore you, and I must confess, I do too,
but this interrogation keeps running like a marathon with no finish line,
couldn’t ask a single question cause you’re not even mine.
In resonance, you and I,
...
I never dared to entertain the thought of life without you,
Yet here I am living it,
We knew our days were numbered from the start,
But we never showed it
In those few weeks away from our real lives,
Away from the troubles of school and our families
And into a kind of trouble we could've never expected.
It's been 8 months, yet I still think of you,
Still look at the picture of me smiling next to ...
What are butterflies
If not anxiety?
Missing you is equivalent
To five years of sobriety.
You brushed your beard
In gentle strokes,
It was never my hair-
A girl only hoped.
We were fire and ice
Blended to our demise.
A hurricane of measure
When our fingers entwined.
You filled my glass to emptiness;
I only wanted more,
Because the contents you poured
Left me sour and sore.
I hope you’re well
I...
Memory breathes
Automatically recording
The moments of life
We may forget
Or remember
Like a breath
Some are deeper
Or smaller
But still part
Of the bigger picture
Taking in the vision
Absorbing what may come with it
And consequently
Breathing out
Something it replaced
Smell the roses
Blow out the candle
Smell the emotions
Blow out the battle
We breathe, just as memory does
And stop,...