I don’t want to hear
another ‘always’
stolen from you
by momentary bliss
look at me when you hate me
when you can’t fucking stand it
and show me your forever
Category: poetry
as one
in the throes
I allowed myself a small glimpse
outside of the constraints of time
I was met with the
wonderful and awful realization
another lonely heart
watching the universe breathe as one
the impossible idea
that it could all be so simple
strengths
I’ve always thought adaptability was a strength of mine
lately, I wonder what recognizing yourself looks like
where those pieces of me ended up
and if I want them back or not
strangers
soft lips from a memory
the blur of your visage
so close to mine
show me your cautious
vulnerability
and I’ll find the rest in your eyes
I hope it feels like home
wherever you are
grow
torn napkins scatter the table
quick looks towards the door
the phones are ringing
muffled consuming voices with
every conceivable idea
about how to change
but I want to grow
erasure
reading promises
in the back of notebooks
covered in dust
and lined with hope
a world gone by
an ode to my shaky hands
shivering sentimentality
absent thoughts with
the best intentions
a pair of unsteady hands
tracing the past
a pair of nascent eyes
imagining the future
rain
the rain came
to rinse and repeat
born again
and again
when do things change?
another setting sun
on the same horizon
seen through a cracked window
music
free-falling
through noise
intrinsic sounds
capable of
empathy
of emotion
connections forged
without a word
creation
within a moment
adapt
that light’s been out for months
i’ve been trying to
differentiate
between my surroundings
without it’s gentle glow
but lately
I’ve found it easier
to see in the dark
