There is No Such Thing As Darkness, Only the Absence of Light I need someone to sneak up behind me, grab me by the hand, and pull me along beside them. 1
Horribly Confused 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? 1
My Honor It would be my honor, to kiss those lips of yours though they’ve left many bruises. To hold those hands of yours, 2
Epiphany 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,
You'll Never Know, And I'll Never Forget I bet you’ll never know the sound that skin makes as you rip it apart, or the peace of mind that
You Let Go 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 1
You're Taking My Heart With You I know that soon you’ll be far awa But one other thing you should kno I hope you keep it with you. I ho So, for goodness’ sake, go, serve
I Find It Funny I find it funny that even though I’ve never slept next to you, I still feel the empty spaces where you’re supposed to fit.
Even a Second You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful, 2
Living Art Hey, you wonderful man, look here Let me see those eyes. You are lovely, nothing less. If you think any different, you ar Others may fail to see your beauty
Being a Poet Being a poet is not simply being g It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y We see the world not as a bunch of but as thoughts 7
Desperate Love I stayed in bed until 1:30 pm toda because when my blanket is wrapped around me, it’s easier to pretend that you are, too.
A Certain Amount of Darkness is Needed to See the Stars Your eyes are full of the most beautiful constellations, and I want to memorize every one.
A Different Kind Of Filth 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
Stained Glass Windows We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
Christian 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 1
Ridiculously Inspired I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath
Well Not Anymore Once I asked a past love “Why is it that the ones I love a and instead of feeding me all the typical
I Don't Always Name My Poems I thought I was finally over this this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out I’m too proud to ever admit this t 1
Lost and Confused I am lost and confused I wonder what will become of me I hear laughter I see smiles I want to know how to be happy lik
Wandering Hands and Wondering Thoughts It’s the night before Christmas E Tomorrow morning I’ll be surround and laughter and warmth. But right now, tonight, 1
So Many Scars I have so many scars. So many. Too many to count. And all I can think is, “How can someone love me, 1
The Pyromaniac and the Flame He is like a flame. The way he moves; elegant but chaotic, burdened with The way he looks; bright, beautiful, with so many sh
David I’ve been putting off writing abou you for months now. I didn’t want to do it, because I felt that 1
I Can Love Myself I used to think that you could measure a person’s by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when 2
Something While riding in the car and listen We pulled up to the house and for The bonfire was huge and enchantin We played hide-and-seek and I end This time I was hiding on the gro 1
Ten Things I'll Never Tell You 1) From the very first second I s 2) When you’re beside me, I don’t 3) I’ll never be able to explain t 4) Every time you walk away, it hu 5) Sometimes, thoughts of you are 2
Don't read this When I look toward the future, honestly, I see hardships and pain and uncertainty. 15
Backwards I often find what is said to be di rather interesting, and what is said to be interesting rather disturbing.
Scars Scars Scars Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.