We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
It’s the night before Christmas E… Tomorrow morning I’ll be surround… and laughter and warmth. But right now, tonight,
1) From the very first second I saw you, you have been the only one I want. Thoughts of anybody else vanished and have not returned. From the very first day, you have been the first and...
Your eyes are full of the most beautiful constellations, and I want to memorize every one.
I often find what is said to be di… rather interesting, and what is said to be interesting rather disturbing.
Tonight, I feel as if there is an ocean right beneath my skin. Ebbing, flowing,
Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.
I find it funny that even though I’ve never slept next to you, I still feel the empty spaces where you’re supposed to fit.
Flowers bloomed on my fingertips w… Now, when I look at my hands all… And knowing there’s a chance that… And I don’t know how to tell you… But I’m scared that if you choose…
Once I asked a past love “Why is it that the ones I love a… and instead of feeding me all the typical
Being a poet is not simply being g… It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y… A poet is something that you are. We see the world not as a bunch of…
When I look toward the future, honestly, I see hardships and pain and uncertainty.
All my life, I’ve felt like my hands have been empty and searching.
I used to think that you could measure a person’s… by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when
I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath