The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,
I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
You were the devil. I knew it before you did; And I was St. Mary With clouds trailing behind me. I gave you my virtue
Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.
I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.
What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something
