"If poetry comes not as naturally as leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all." |
This love of ours struggles to survive the looks...
but is it ours really...
I breathe in deeply trying to calm down
is it bad that sometimes I don't want to breathe...
It hit my heart when you shrugged me away
my illusion shattering within that one moment...
She turned her back on the past
And pinky-promised herself to be strong...
We sat wallowing in our loneliness until the day...
not to be pushed aside but to be picked up by our...
I wonder if she could see the laughter run across...
Anxiety took over and sent my ring spinning in...
Sometimes I am so overwhelmed by the ache in my...
As if they could hear me, as if the words would...
Call me naive
because you can't speak without fingers crossed...
My brain vomits on the paper. I sift through the...
I wonder, am I the only one that always loses the...
When I count the people I can turn to,
my left hand looks with envy at my right...
What you see isn't what you get because I will never be able to show you who I really am |
I double checked all the clouds and i still cant seem to find that silver lining |
Till death do us part never meant anything to either of you because you were never really alive |