May 17, 2017
we were slow dancing with feet atop each other grips fade as our yesterdays
May 16, 2017
the walls come on slowly pulling together anxiety fills the room have you ever felt more less than in this instance tension fuels the room dark cries in the eyes of my hidden insecurities dead in thought
May 15, 2017
running with sharp knives never got me so far but running with you seemed lovely
May 12, 2017
to dream of him is to die in sleep i feel his fumes as it fills the room smoke of his cologne dark circles of his glasses leaves ashes where he walks have you seen the man who lives in your dreams the one who pleases as…
May 11, 2017
lying with water at bay stroking the clock as if it were our holiday a midsummer dream of adam and stolen beliefs green and gray, a deep blue color scheme we sleep with arms crossed, but legs pinned to create a loveli…
May 10, 2017
this was our fast feel thirty a sad dream seemingly fists and screaming entwined in the echoes of our decay i felt your palms turning tears and a solemn hello have you ever seen a man burning in the horror of his greeti…
May 9, 2017
Masochists hold on to broken people. Artists hold on to broken memories.
May 7, 2017
have you ever felt sorrow beneath your feet shadows in the night which make your knees shiver and scream i took his truths to be what they were a brokenhearted man who stood at the door have you ever adored a whore a ma…
May 6, 2017
i follow the grooves of his body hollow of his chest where his heart used to reminisce we exist on our planes at a difference pace than what was to be we became to transcend but ended in pure hell to overextend but to …
May 5, 2017
Broken boys are dangerous, but broken men are lovely.