I draw twisted ones and paint empty pictures
I’m a pencil without lead
Keep my steady while I try to stand
Try to catch me when I drop my hands
The paper shys away at my touch
And all my spelling mistakes are noticeable
I’m trying to keep up but the water keeps trying to kill me
It rains wherever I go and I keep missing the hailstorms
Keep me heavy with all my weighted thoughts
I’m so lonely babe
So hello. Sorry for the lack of content it’s not that I’ve stopped writing it’s that I’m working on publishing my first book of poetry so I haven’t been posting all my work.
Thanks for those of you who have stuck around it’s been a lil over a year since I’ve started this blog and I’m really proud of it. Thank you to all my followers, I get excited every time I see someone likes my work and I get so happy when I see another follower!
It’s a little sad to think about
All the days I spent with you in my mind
So far so far so far
I’m floating down this lonely river
Sorrow, sadness, gloom
Broken thoughts, broken mind
Only in my dreams I’m not broken hearted from you
Sometimes I miss thinking about you, other times I hang my head and cry
Dream me a conscious timeline and charge my battery to full
Think of me in the worst of times but never bring me up in conversation
I’m a stutter on the tip of your tongue and a smile on the corner of your mouth
I’m but a seeker of truth in a house of lies
Praise me because I know you’re watching
Where is the sky I walked under and the oceans I swam in. Where is my family, my friends, my parents, my children. Where is my universe, my world, my home.
Your pretty things spill on the floor like your hair on a pillow.
It’s the nice things you always break.
But not me, I stand up just for you to knock me down.
It’s my favourite pastime.
Sadly I’m not pretty in pink.
Mattresses, blankets, dabbled petals on the forest floor.
Tree tops now for you.
Your lipstick smile.
It’s something I miss to have
Something so far and deep
Far far from my reach
All the left turns I take in a world of rights
All thoughts I take back and puffs of smoke I blow
I miss her like I miss a spring flower covered in snow
You’re the only thing I need
The only thing I want
Poor folks with endless pockets
Sad folks with happiness in their eyes
All the things we claim to be
Smiles, laughter and you
Pretty as a daydream
As angry as a nightmare
All the things I say
Have consequences and mistakes