it seems easy, making the house look better buying new furniture like it’s nothing but the one person you called ‘home’ you did nothing but get trapped in them. t.l.
Tag Archives: poet
someone like me
oh god, that face is so pretty maybe too pretty for someone like me and a good personality? now that’s tearing me in half do i want a lovely skin or graceful heart beats? can’t god make me both? the more rotten I feel inside the more beautiful I wanna look outside. t.l.
stay
stay i could be much better i could be a boy i could be more alive i could sing you that song you like i could stop crying i could be more obedient i could take out all the piercings i could be more quiet i could be a brand new person i could evenContinue reading “stay”
meteor
if sadness is your best friend and self-doubt is your lover how do you make room for another partner ? how do you take up so much space being so small and frail ? when you left, the bed sinks further sleeping with anxiety every night no wonder your teeth are crooked what are newContinue reading “meteor”
how to stop grinding my teeth
how to stop grinding my teeth i thought i stopped that whole self-destruction a long time ago but now i just do it in my sleep. does this count if I was unconscious? i thought about the benefits of grinding teeth a strong jaw, dreams about eating noise to scare off the unwanted ghosts friendsContinue reading “how to stop grinding my teeth”
things you can do when in pain (emotionally)
things you can do when there’s an aching pain in your chest: • scream into a void • write a poem, a journal, a song • watch the moon (if there’s no moon, watch the sky) • pet your cat (or lover) • listen to a fun song • clean the room • do yourContinue reading “things you can do when in pain (emotionally)”
idontknowhowtotitlethisone
london’s blue sky the trees are losing their limbs i wanna feel high can you get hallucinations from a tooth infection? cars passing cold winds foggy roads and strangers’ smiles now everything seemed like a short film winter wonderland and the busy bus ride birmingham to norwich and back again i used to love singingContinue reading “idontknowhowtotitlethisone”
the worst
i told myself never write when you’re angry but that’s when i needed to write the most i hated how this world works but i didn’t do anything to change it put the bucket down once at a time and tried to dry the ocean close my eyes so i won’t burn them with theContinue reading “the worst”
16+1
there were 17 of you riding on a little bike going to where life is better and brighter i know, i know life is unfair, and i’m sorry that you didn’t get to see it coming your souls are blessed and your courage are tested i hope the best for you in the after lifeContinue reading “16+1”
kinder
maybe if I was kinder to myself you would have been more gentle to me maybe now I’m better at letting others treat me with kindness rather than the familiar earthquakes and tempests. t.l. maybe I can get used to this.