Aug 27, 2017
i find myself at midnight looking for your hands in shadows i still feel strangled for darkness weapons at my neck twists around my back reaching for covers i could never quite feel fragile hands
Aug 26, 2017
The second I realized I had nothing left to say is the exact moment I realized it was truly over.
Aug 24, 2017
dragging our feet upon ashes of words dealt throwing thorns at shadows in eve we wake the ocean with a touch of heaven lips against my skin feel you screaming rapids gravitate and we’re in hell masked as heaven pulling …
Aug 23, 2017
in bliss we twist our spines across golden gates we dared to climb we’re holding on edge kissing in the mist with minds shut caught off guard to a prose i used to write we’re swaying and i’m rhyming lying in sand of oce…
Aug 20, 2017
dancing in fumes a desire to be told i spoke to him in death misery against our skin longing for depth a conversation within ourselves lips against shins speak on edge we’re sailing the seas of broken love kissing death…
Aug 18, 2017
lying in a bed in venice thinking of you how your arms used to craft my essence i’m crying on clouds in daze and haze in catacombs of hearts skulls leave me at bay i’m screaming your name from rooftops i jump from cling…
Aug 15, 2017
soaking his tranquility to dance instead of be rolling down hills of thorns feels good to bleed sorrows you gave me we’re burning slow dancing in fear of free broken in hatred feeling our fumes lighting gas he’s breakin…
Aug 13, 2017
and i’m running in circles across the dark side of the moon we’re wading, caving to our deepest i crave you in separation lost time and i’m dying in the arms of a ghost crying in your veins creating feigns in an enemy o…
Aug 12, 2017
thoughts linger his empty hangers words on paper used to taste like you stolen youth of a lonely twenty-two we hold the hands of broken men tango beneath their masquerade in fuel he fills the room we break their hearts …
Aug 11, 2017
and i never quite felt at peace with you in my mind running in directions in a quietness which didn’t exist and i told you seven times too many learning lessons we lean on shoulders of desolation a tragedy in the mind o…