Maybe Icarus had the right idea
That it's okay to burn
For temporary bliss
All I need is a kiss
Cause we're already a match
And I'm soaked to the bone
With kerosene
You are the road
Less traveled
And the girl
Less loved
But that doesn't mean
You're worthless
I stole your name
From the gusts of wind
And wondered
If it was destiny?
We are gilded people
Glittering with gold
Which disguises the hatred
And misery
Bubbling beneath our skin
Snowflakes fell like nimble dancers
Landing softly
Upon your freckled nose
As our laughter fogged
In crisp air
We ran
And nearly slipped
Like a foolish man
Might fall in love
During the wintertime
Mauve toned lipgloss is all I need
To feel pretty.
But I can't recall when I began to wish for such things
For the stranger's heads to turn
For the too-long glances in the grocery store aisle
For them to dream of me in a new way.
I never cared before but now-
Now their attention is the only way
I feel beautiful anymore.
When I apply it to my lips and blend them with a POP!
I still don't know if I look beautiful for them
Or for me.
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Day 2/14
I dreamt of a candle in pale hands
With a crimson flame burning down down down
Wax dripping on soft skin
Too gentle for it's heat
But there was no flinch or falter
Until it melted down to nothing
Leaving only a curl of smoke and scalded flesh
As its legacy
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Day 1/14
these words are my burden
my suffering
my tears
these words are my heartbreak
and the pain of all my years
these poems are my hardships
my brokeness
my pain
these poems are what I write
to make it go away
Why do I love you? I ask myself that everyday. Through all the hurt, all the pain, through every broken heart I still love you.
You hate the way I look at you, but the truth is that I don't know any other way to see you than as perfect. Then it occured to me- I love you so I can show you how much you are worth.
And in that moment
I finally understood
What it meant to feel
Breathless
You defy all meaning
All logic
All truth
You are like a blizzard
In the desert
Or an earthquake
In the sky
Impossible,
Yet happening
Right before my eyes