come on closer hear the words stumbling out of my tied tongue i sleep on clouds and strangled myself for fun it might take me months to say this, but i wanted to love someone like you i wasn’t worthy but i can be worthy now, i can try to be i will stay ifContinue reading “loved by you”
Tag Archives: Poem
happy
i want to let myself be happy but what if i could only feel at peace when i’m sad and miserable i wanted to be stronger but i can’t even finish this sentence. t.l.
respect
who do you want to identify yourself with a writer? a songwriter? a lover? or a person who are respected by society but not for themselves? t.l.
the wrong things
the things i traded for a supposedly ‘dream job‘ are getting bigger , heavier they laid on top of me while i sleep reminded me why i was here in the first place that i got stressed, angry, numb and boring working for the wrong jobs, pleasing the wrong people i wanna stop caring forContinue reading “the wrong things”
many years
i used to wish i was dead now i want to hold you until the day i take my last breath and that would be many years from now. t.l. maybe we could stay like this for another 50 years.
truly and deeply
when your hands reach for mine in your sleep, i know this must be what it feels like to be loved truly and deeply. t.l.
getting dark
my poems are getting darker like a winter’s night cold and frosty if i’m not careful i could trip and fall on these slippery words if i’m not mindful i could live in them forever. t.l. maybe i will like that better
cure(less)
i wanna be cured again i wanna smile and not feel like my face is melting down my neck i wanna be strong, but i was born weak i don’t wanna miss you, but i get sick whenever you’re gone i wanna forgive you, but does that mean i don’t care anymore i know you’reContinue reading “cure(less)”
boiled water
a friend told me that we’re all boiling these pots they stand for different parts in our lives family, friends, career, love and self but all i think is you so how can keep all these fires going and i feel like i always put myself last or maybe i worked hard to boil theContinue reading “boiled water”
write more please
finally a moment to wind down but how did i manage to go there again and again tears are pouring down and i’m surrounded by loneliness and that’s when i start writing. t.l.
Tsunami of Words 