I sometimes feel like something sinister
Clothed with human skin.
But the dirtiness that I feel,
I know comes from deep within.
Seeking comfort
Between the sheets of sin.
Tag: poem
Into the light
Some days I’m a little worse for wear.
I imagine it’s like a stone that’s always been in darkness,
Suddenly breaking from the cracks inside.
So the light pierces into corners that has never seen daylight
And all the bugs, insects and worms hidden in these corners
Finally come out.
Out of darkness,
And into the light.
Like so
Twisted, convoluted and broken
We come to each other in pieces
Wanting to make a whole.
But all we ever do
Is sink into a dark hole
And wonder why we can’t fix each other, like so.
Snow
Clean like snow
You come to me.
Like the first snow,
Resting on pine trees,
Come back to me.
Moment that we have
Maybe we’ll always be lost
Like some eggs in the wild that won’t hatch
Or caterpillars that will never turn into butterflies
Maybe we’ll always be 18
Unsure and lonely, seeking a stranger’s touch
So we try with what we have
And that’s all we can ever do
With this moment that we have.
Meaningless
It’s amusing how far we’d go
To save our faces
Or to be liked.
Convincing ourselves that these meaningless things
Are actually important.
I hate that about myself.
Find
I find myself in moments
Begging
Just a little more
It’s nothing but love
What use is pride?
Curl
I wonder if somewhere in this world
You’re in bed just as I am
Curled under the covers
With your hand between your thighs
Whispering my name
As your toes curl.
Maybe
Maybe we were destined for failure
I’ve never been fond of trying again and again
Because you make it so hard
Whether in life or in love
As if you’re afraid to lose all the above
Bones
I care for you
In a way that seeks no return
As if it were etched deep into my bone
You will always have a home.
