Imagine a poisonous melody
That’s stuck inside your headÂ
And no matter what you seem to do
It’s a tune you can’t forget
But replace it with a feeling
Still on loop it will never end
Like fingertips against the skin
You will never touch again
Tag: Writing
Relentless
I will love the same way I loved beforeÂ
I will love someone even if I’m unsureÂ
I will love even when my heart becomes soreÂ
I will love until life lets me love no more
Letters To Him #2
I still can’t believe the levels of absolute sorrow you built for me, slowly pushing me into insanity. You absolutely crushed me, destroyed every broken piece of me until you were satisfied enough to walk away. I was too soft between your rough fingers, begging you to hold me gentle, you ignored all of my pleads. I begged and groveled at your feet for forgiveness for mistakes that I now realize I was never at fault for. All I desired was acceptance but you made sure to give me nothing but denial.
Letters To Him #1
I’m learning the true meaning of vulnerability. I am learning what it means to be open, fully and completely naked in my emotions no matter the consequences. I tend to close myself off after being hurt, or after learning that I can’t trust someone. And while that might be healthy in some ways, I am learning that it is okay to express you are hurt. For a full year I slowly became desensitized, incapable of feeling anything. I felt I never had a place to be open with you, and I really didn’t. Today I want you to know that the way I allowed myself to hurt in your presence was unacceptable. I will never allow self inflicted torture by “staying” ever again. Never again.
Luck or Love?
He gave me roses on a rainy day
Though he wasn’t the cause of my pain
And then he stayed to give me company
Though he knew I would drive him insane
Am I lucky or is that love?
Definition
Your insecurities are not worth
The emotional distress
Yet you continue to let
Your insecurities define your worth
Liar
here where I lay
where you once lied
here where I rest
where I once cried
here where I sleep
where you will find
here where I am
where I won’t hide
Love Yourself
You can’t be happy
With the whole
Of a relationship
If you aren’t in love
With your own half
Reflection
I hope you look in the mirror
And shed all that you see bad
I hope you see a reflection
Of all the good I left for you
A Moon Amongst Others
I was always intrigued by the mere thought of you. Walking within the thick of a crowd, the long anticipated moment would finally arrive as your arms embraced me. I gleamed as if I were a child meeting their hero, nothing but admiration in my eyes and hoping to spend whatever time I had occupying your presence. A nervous-wreck, it took everything for me to balance the excitement that was slipping from the words I somehow managed to string into sentences. Those moments are lost now.
What's Mine Is Yours 