Alcohol ridden persuasion Loud music Smoky haze The night’s a whir of supposed coincidences and forced smiles But our eyes meet In what seems like an impossible feat Only for you to say “It’ll never stay this way.” “But why?” I plea And you ignore it As if it were all just an untimely miscommunication […]Read more "Untimely Miscommunication of The Eyes"
I don’t know what I expected from a man so hallow inside From the moment we first kissed I could taste the looming bite of a bitter goodbye It’ll never work And that’s what keeps drawing me back I always seem to want what I can’t have A strange sort of sickness Full of equal […]Read more "Delighting in Disappointment"
I feel so silly getting hung up on past lovers. People change. Some don’t believe that, but it’s true. Shit happens and no one is safe from life’s domino effect. Knowing this helps the pain of a heartbreak cease eventually. There’s almost a comfort in seeing the change in who they are, in who you […]Read more "Toppled (5/16/17)"
Shoulders blanketed in a worn winter coat, but can’t be bothered to pull your arms through the sleeves. You stumble as you walk across the porch and debate whether its the alcohol coursing through your veins or the broken wooden beams at your feet impeding your coordination. Lungs fill with sweet smoke from a cigarette, […]Read more "Alcohol Soaked Nostalgia (12/9/17)"
“The world is a dark and ugly and coincidental and all that jazz It’ll poison you, attack you, fight you- but you’ll fight back because you’re a survivor You’ll fight and win without even trying because that’s how strong you are You’ll only become stronger Like the moon, you control the world, pulling the tides […]Read more "Reilly"
Fear not, sweet pea. Your time will come again. When the cold wave has passed, Your wounds will surely mend. Darkness may surround you, But don’t let it win. Beneath all that dirt, A new start waits to begin. ~~~ Hang in there, sweet pea. It’s almost your time. Lay your roots back down, Prepare […]Read more "Sweet Pea"
Your pretty words Gave life to a hope Of a future much like the past But now its clear That this time We were not meant to last ~~~ So let me help you out With your constant fucking Complacent indecision The prospect of “us” Is not longer an option I even want to envisionRead more "Complacent Indecision (8/3/15)"