These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…
Maybe it was was the 7 sleeping pi… but last night I woke up at 1:36… with the overwhelming feeling that… None of my attempts to stop the bu… Eventually,
We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
When I look toward the future, honestly, I see hardships and pain and uncertainty.
You want me, you’ve made that very clear. But that’s not enough for me. I don’t want lust, I want love. Do you love me?
For me, love has always been a heavy, and an urgent thing. It’s always hit me fast and hard,
elegant but chaotic, burdened with the weight of destruction, but stronger because of it. bright, beautiful, with so many shining colors all entangling in a perfect, mesmerizing patter...
Flowers bloomed on my fingertips w… Now, when I look at my hands all… And knowing there’s a chance that… And I don’t know how to tell you… But I’m scared that if you choose…
Being a poet is not simply being g… It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y… A poet is something that you are. We see the world not as a bunch of…
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
I feel like my veins are about to… My lips are lacking. They’re incomplete, only half of a… My body is begging. It’s dying to be touched, to be fe…
Tonight, I feel as if there is an ocean right beneath my skin. Ebbing, flowing,
I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath
Not a second goes by where I don’… for you have wound your way into t… Every time my heart beats, a fresh… Christian, Christian, Christian The first time a said your name, a…
I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me
