Does The Silence

There are so many eyes

Glowing in the dark

Watching me

Waiting until i slip.

It is maddening

The disembodied cackles

Mocking me

Not with words,

But with laughter.

Awaiting my failure

Do you see the eyes?

Do you hear the sounds?

Am i the only one

Who is

Going insane?

Thoughts on Love #14

What we have isn't sweet, kind, or pure. It is a red war. I look at myself and I don't see the adoring eyes of a woman in love, instead I see the hardened stare of a soldier. This love is a battle; we will fight, claw, and tear ourselves apart in order to win. But what do we gain? One step forward, two steps back until we are miles apart. Now, I miss the fight- I miss the look in your eyes that would reassure me that you believed in the cause. I miss the expression that confirmed that you believed in me.

Somewhere deep

In this scaffolding of bones

My heart aches

For love

And the stars

Butterfly Blues

In my stomach were butterflies

But I had no idea why,

I loved you dearly, yet still I see

Myself franticly clipping their wings.

The world is in a state of gray

But you come in and brightly say

“Only you, my love, will I adore.”

I never could have wanted more.

For you I live, for you I breathe

My heart wants these creatures freed

Escaped from their cage, released today

My butterfly blues finally fade away

Thoughts of Love #1

I want to be the one that you think about before you fall asleep. I want to be the reason behind that smile, the one you can't wipe away. I want you to see me everywhere, and get butterflies when I'm around. I want you to miss me when I'm gone, and to hold me when I'm there. I want you to look at my face and see me.

There's so much that I want to say to you, but I'm too cowardly to. Above everything, more than I want the sun to shine, or the wind to blow, I want for you to love me.

How cute, he got me roses

As if plants could fix this mess

The paleness of the petals

Are completely meaningless.

But still, he bought me flowers

I guess that means he cares

But it takes a little more than that

To make this all seem fair.

My arm has fallen

Asleep again

Like my mind at 3am.

And I hope by shaking it

Out today

I may save it from needles

And pins

I didn't know I loved

An idiot

Until he said

He loved me too

Let me stain your face

With kisses

And your heart with my love

So that my color

Will blend with yours

To become a painted sky

Thoughts on Beauty #3

It is easy to see beauty in nature- after all, what is more pure than nature itself. But the struggle begins when we look at another person, but are blinded by their human nature. All we see is the flaws, when what we should seek is the soul within who is just another wanderer in this beautiful world