Him

I remember that,
looking at him hurt.
My heart, my soul, my eyes.
It Stung.
The way his tired eyes looked at his book,
his dimples slightly peaking through with the concentration on his face.
It pained me to stare at him,
but it was impossible to look away...

Broken little pieces

The people she surrounded herself with were broken.
Their lives were messes that she tried to fix.
Their brains deteriorating from all the drugs they took, to stay numb.
They were broken people, shattered into pieces on the floor.
She cut herself trying to pick up the pieces.
and that's when she realized,
she found comfort in the blood,
because it was familiar..
and maybe she was broken too.

Messy

Life is made up of messes, small, unholy, and unforgivable messes.

But it is rare, and very beautiful.

Life is one big beautiful mess.

Good bye love

I know I miss you,
but I don't know why.
You treated me like shit,
but you understood me.
When you kissed me, I forgot everything.
You believed in me,
then you'd tare me down.
This can't be love.
Please forget me now.

Fuck it.

She knew what she was doing was wrong,
she knew it was bad,
and that it wouldn't end well.
But as she stood there,
taking a hit,
she looked at the guy in her bed.
And she said.
fuck it.

In-sign-if-i-cant

I look up at the stars, and can't help but feel insignificant.
A trillion stars, 9 planets that we know of, galaxies, black holes,
Astronaut waste...
I am but an atom of blue,
in an ocean.
These stars shine so bright, I am dull.
I am a pin point, in an endless universe.
Insignificant
in
sign
if
i
cant. ...

Thump Thump Thump

The sun shines on my pale skin
purple, and green veins peeking through.
The heart beat in my chest, suggest that i'm alive,
but the emptiness makes me feel askew.
Life can be so lonely, we live alone, we die alone.
But if you're lucky, you'll find a person,
that makes that emptiness in your chest become
a steady heart beat.
Thump thump thump