1936
date: 2014-05-22
time: 19:36:00

BUT DARLING YOU'VE GOT TO BELIEVE ME WHEN I TELL YOU THAT THERE ARE MORE PEOPLE TO MEET AND MORE MOVIES TO SEE AND LANDSCAPES TO TRAVEL THROUGH AND OH GOD I KNOW IT'S HARD TO KEEP PUTTING WHAT'S LEFT OF YOUR DIGINITY AND FAITH INTO HUMANITY BUT I SWEAR IT TO YOU THAT YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU BELIEVE AND THE ACHES AND PAINS IN YOUR KNEES AND STOMACH WILL SUBSIDE AND THIS WILL ALL BE A BLURRY MEMORY SOMEDAY
poetry /

2311
date: 2014-05-20
time: 23:11:32

my ribs are bruised
from my heart pounding so hard
inside my chest
when i think about you
poetry /

2251
date: 2014-05-20
time: 22:51:20

my words are never understood.
they come out jumbled,
they come out messy.
i think in images.
similes and metaphors,
phrases and the alphabet.
poetry /

losing control
date: 2014-05-20
time: 22:49:43

are you tired of what we've become?
10:36 PM
am i not enough anymore?
12:35 AM
what happened to forever?
2:56 AM
i miss you
7:26 AM
poetry /

1852
date: 2014-05-20
time: 18:52:23

the movie was
uninteresting but
your hands
weren’t.
uninteresting but
your hands
weren’t.
poetry /

2242
date: 2014-05-19
time: 22:42:19

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too much
and nobody finds the one
but keep looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers the bone and the
flesh searches for
more than flesh.
there's no chance at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular fate.
nobody ever finds the one.
the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill
nothing else fills.
poetry /

fault
date: 2014-05-16
time: 19:59:14

you could push me
off a cliff
and i would hit the ground
apologizing
for standing so close
to the edge
poetry /

whole
date: 2014-05-15
time: 21:31:18

me
the girl with a tornado mouth
detroying everything
i come into contact with
you
the one decent thing
i ever laid my lips on
you should've stayed out of the way
poetry /

honest
date: 2014-05-15
time: 21:29:47

If I told you that I love you
It would be a lie
I don't know how to turn that into poetry
poetry /

2222
date: 2014-05-13
time: 22:22:00

They say cigarettes are bad for you
for the nicotine will bring you back for more
and the more you smoke it, the darker
your lungs become and one day they will
just collapse because you couldn't stop
yourself from buying pack after pack.
They also told me that alcohol was bad for you
for it can change your personality and
make you do wild and reckless things
and you will lose control of your actions,
and consuming too much might lead you
to a hospital bed, eventually.
No one ever said love was bad for you.
They always say love is the world's strongest force
and it is the universal meaning of hope but love
is just as bad as cigarettes and alcohol
for it can make one do the craziest things,
things we never expected from ourselves
and not only does it drive us to the edge,
it is also addictive, addictive to the point
where we want it so bad and sometimes
we are willing to do almost anything
for it.
Now tell me,
doesn't that sound just as bad
and dangerous?
poetry /

talents
date: 2014-05-13
time: 22:16:26

i'm good at falling in love with strangers
when they pass me on the sidewalk
i'm good at burning bridges
without getting gasoline on my hands
i'm good at breaking my own heart
i'm good at picking people apart
so that in the end there's nothing left
but bones
and broken promises
poetry /

2046
date: 2014-05-13
time: 20:46:47

I always write about
people as cigarettes
because at some point,
they light up
and eventually,
they burn out.
poetry /

war zones
date: 2014-05-13
time: 20:42:51

i won't let you touch my skin
because i don't want to get attached
and i won't let myself love you
because i have to leave soon
my body is a battlefield
there are bombs buried in my hips
and the back of my neck
i'm trying to limit the casualties
don't look back
i'm trying to save you
poetry /

feel
date: 2014-05-11
time: 18:24:40

i want to peel the skin back from your bones
and bend your ribs until they break and splinter
in your chest
i want to hold your beating heart in my hands
and squeeze too tight
i want to hear your scream
i want you to beg me not to leave you lying on the floor
with that huge, gaping hole in the middle of your chest
i want you to feel the way i do
poetry /

i love you
date: 2014-05-11
time: 18:21:54

count the spaces between her breathing
and make sure they fall evenly out of her lips
then
wait five more minutes
just to be sure that she's asleep
whisper it into her hair
breathe it onto the back of her neck
and the next time you kiss her
sigh it into her mouth
between lips and tongues
sigh it so quietly
that you're unsure if you even said it at all
poetry /

the beginning
date: 2014-05-11
time: 15:00:43

i'm making collages out of beer bottle caps
because you taught me
that everything is beautiful
i'm lighting new cigarettes with old cigarettes
because you taught me
that sometimes
the end can be the beginning
poetry /

tinder heart
date: 2014-05-11
time: 14:57:01

i burn your skin when i touch you
but i'm just trying to keep you warm
i'm a blazing fire
and you're a tinder heart
my hands are staining black
from holding onto these ashes
maybe i should keep my hands to myself
maybe i'm not meant to love
and be loved
because everything i touch
goes up in smoke and flames
i'm sorry i'm a walking disaster
poetry /

change me
date: 2014-05-10
time: 12:46:00

i want you to know that when you leave me
my lips will still be soft
and my skin will still be scarred
i will still flinch when someone tries to touch me
i want you to know that my legs will still shake when i stand
and my hands will still be calloused
i will still be made up of broken pieces haphazardly glued together
my edges will still be rough
my blood will still turn to rain when i'm sad
i want you to know that i am anchored to the ground
and you can't take any part of me with you when you go
i worked hard on learning to love myself
and i just wanted you to know
that when you leave me
i'll still be here
the lights will still be on at 3 a.m.
and the only things that will have changed are the lock on the door
and the name on my tongue
poetry /

1236
date: 2014-05-10
time: 12:36:55

I LOOK AT YOU AND YOUR HANDS AND THE WAY YOU HOLD THE PHONE TO YOUR EAR AND HOW YOU BITE YOUR LIPS IN DEEP CONCENTRATION AND MY ORGANS MELT I WANT TO EMBED MY FINGERS IN YOUR GORGEOUS SKIN BUT WHEN I LOOK AT MYSELF AND THE RIBBONS THAT HOLD ME TOGETHER ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS HOW I WANT TO SLASH THEM TO PIECES
poetry /

spaces
date: 2014-05-10
time: 00:18:42

you're too busy
to fit me in the spaces
of your life
except for when you want
to fit into the space
between my legs
then suddenly
you can find the time to pick up the phone
and call me
because being in a relationship
is too much of a commitment
but somehow being in me
is not
poetry /
