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There are bloodstains in the sink again. I sigh and look away from the webbed mirror for I cannot stand to see the disappointment in an angel’s gaze. But no matter how hard I try, the husks of dead moths scattered lifeless across the floor scream
HOLY
HOLY
HOLY
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-CJP, “The Twelve Psalms of a Boy Gone Mad” Psalm 1
Everyone is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Some people are more vocal than others, don’t assume that the person that doesn’t talk about their problems doesn’t have any. The ones that are silent are usually fighting the hardest.
-Luna Reign
you made me feel beautiful without intending so
been pheening for one another since 13 n 15
the truth is i always thought you’d be there waiting
now the roles are completely flipped on the table
ironic how id spend another life time waiting for you
and I’ve already waited for you for so long
the fault belongs to me
for being aloof
i wonder where your minds at
are you running thru fields of never ending guilt
or understand this wasn’t your fault baby accidents happen
swimming in the pool of my consciousness
living rent free in my mind whilst i rest my body
where are you
i wonder if you can still hear me
-writing for a book ill never write
i wanna moan your name into your mouth
kisses up your neck,
down to your stomach drove you crazy
who would’ve thought neck and stomach kisses were your weakness
brought out the “lion”ness in you
aren’t you lovely
we used to sit in your car for hours talking about the good ol days
we sparked the mary jane
not knowing those were bound to be the only memories we have left
memories about memories we wasted reminiscing
you’d talk about your car a lot shit you wanted, engines all of that kinda stuff
something you got yourself you were proud of your belongings
wish i would’ve let you talk more
or
stay longer
& listen to you talk about all the things you were passionate about
never turn cold baby
for the sake of me maintaining my sanity
-writing for a book ill never write
I’ve found happiness
In the little things.
A simple gesture,
A simple wave.
The rising sun,
And the moving clouds.
I chose to be happy
And I’ve been that since;
I decided to be
My childish self,
Unapologetically all
That I visioned myself and me.
I’ve found happiness
I hope to find it all day and every day.
I’m the happiest
I’ve ever been
And all beacuse
Of a stranger
On another continent.
We shared
Our interest in food
Our love for chocolates.
We shared nothing
Yet we are where we are.
Is she a stranger
When she knows what I need?
I’m in love with you. I’m sorry if that’s too sudden..I know that pain is inevitable and life can end in seconds but, I am in love with you. I won’t deny myself of this simple pleasure of loving you. I’m going to love you until the end of my days, I want you to be my source of all emotion. I can feel this energy, this force pulling me to you and I won’t say ‘No.’ anymore. I am in love with you.
“Kiss me softly, softly kiss me.. love me awfully, awfully miss me. Just kiss me..”
A bit of poetry could be swept onto your flesh if you do - eUë
Full of freedom during hot summer days
Remembering a happy innocence;
I recall those times we let go of the
Red balloons into the bright July sky.
They floated away so peacefully and
I sighed, wishing that one day I to could
Release into the air as they did, so
Calmly and freely, devoid of all
Of the pain and sorrow life brings us.
As a balloon releases helium,
That’s how I imagine leaving to be.
And I am no longer scared anymore.
-C.S.
