lostinlove15

I think of you sometimes at the strangest moments Though you weren’t my first love nor my last There’s a place in my heart reserved for you True We didn’t leave off in the greatest of places Hateful words tossed around a battlefield that was once a gorgeous meadow We were young and naive Roaming free in a world we were not prepared for Fighting against distance and time We won battles but we lost the war It was an odd sort of fate that brought us together And a jealous tornado that tore us apart I think about you at the strangest of times Something as simple as driving past a Volkswagen Cooking an omelet Dancing alone

My wisdom teeth were extracted from my jaws and simultaneously so was my will to live As if wisdom and life were connected So I light my wrists on fire And watch them burn Hoping one day the rest of my body will catch And I will fall into a crackling bonfire And it won’t hurt It will be cool to the touch I will gladly melt into it Engulfing my body Until only bones and ash are left Why is it that no one cares until you’ve been planted in the earth? Why is it when everyone else begins to feel what you felt, they start to understand? I’ve not hidden my pain I’ve sprawled it out into the open like a Worn leather ba

Love Some of us could say it's the simplest thing Others might tell you it's not It's closer to the way it feels when you look down The of barrel of her gun And see your face in the bullet Sweat pouring down your cheeks Like cold rain against a warm window Like the way a cloud appears to cradle the 737 when it shakes It's an illusion of our minds The truth is the white of your knuckles Clutching to the arm rest for dear life It's the knowing look the window seat gives you And the empathetic one from the aisle It's the elbow pressed to your side for 2 hours And how your back is just never quite straight It's standing to go to the bathroom j

The way your body moves beneath my finger tips. Or how your warm skin leaves that taste on my lips. A mix of merlot and chocolate. Always craving more. A lit cigarette offering its nicotine, you make your way to my lungs as I breathe you in. A sweet drug rushing through my veins straight into my heart. I can feel you deep within my bones.

And I’ll leave the door unlocked in case at 4AM you’re feeling lonely and need someone to hold you. The light will be on because I know how you hate the dark. The pantry will be stocked with chocolate for the nights you cry too hard. And for the nights you forget, my heart is yours to take with you. Hold it close to yours so that once again you can feel its warmth as the pieces of it beat gently to the rhythm of yours. Because it never has been and never will be, completely over for me.

The young nurse walked down the quiet halls of dawn. Her job right now: make sure nothing was amiss. Then again. She knew what she would find. Like she did everyday since the leader of the group was admitted. She sighed as she fumbled for the key card to room 109. When she creaked the door open there they were. Felix and Emilie June were the only ones permitted in this room. But instead. There were five other pairs of eyes starring back at her. A few with smirks. When Felix heard the door open he simply was the first to speak, daring as always. “My friends. I believe we have a visitor.” He stood from his chair and swirled around

Drip Crimson liquid hits the cold tile Drip Flowing down my pale skin Drip The tinge sensation in my chest Drip Numbing in my fragile heart Drip Voices quiet in my head Drip Medication for my broken soul Drip