i never worried just stayed up all night thinking long Summer evening
Tag: Regret
long distance relationship
you told me not to worry about what tomorrow would be like how we would eat or how we would pay our bills. even after you passed; i always knew you’d still be looking over my shoulder telling me it would be okay.
found a prison with a hundred inmates two guards and a king wearing two crowns
i hate it here
back to basic
we will just love to love enjoy every minute of it no regrets just memories forget the rejection the anger the hate, the red door marked do not enter but is always open- let's lock it together wear the key around your neck hitch the fear stone across a pond watch every ring break away… Continue reading back to basic
just dessert
i find myself selfish in the most uncommon time looking for god in the hottest time picking up the phone in the middle of the desert, wrath is laughing greed is smiling and gluttony shovels what's left nothing much just a nightmare with a side of depression in a desert
riley
it has been awhile but i'm here bleeding from my wrist but i'm here this wasn't always the truth absant more times then present just so i could give something on christmas i know they judge me can see it in the corner of their eyes never blinked twice took their eye off me i… Continue reading riley
human created god
counting seconds makes the day go by faster not really poetry i just think about that a lot does it watch back when i turn my back does it laugh does it watch when i'm not around does time mock humans for creating an infinite being that will out live us all
left, right left
always late the face wandering home left right left head down whip at the sound of a screech a slow turn back left right left nothing new still the same piece of trash that they left last week left right left she didn't show up candle wax spills over double chocolate sweet sixteen.
thursday night disco,
it wasn't better just not worse grey matter transit hearse, parked outside my bedroom window driver smoking a spirit late for the disco our final pierrot; you were always taking pictures body reads like braille just not how pictured white veil for sale
finished; page two
second place isn't losing just a daily reminder that you have further to go; i see it in the mirror every morning a glow staring back the brown in my eyes catch fire run it back the night we walked away i want it back the defeat crawling on my skin i'll carry it on… Continue reading finished; page two
Saint's Muse 