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- ashes at allpoetry
"i didn't mean to hurt you
i just want to show you i'm the boss" - wrecking ball at allpoetry
when we make love the force of you feels like
a wrecking ball shattering me cracking ribs - (it seemed like only yesterday) at allpoetry
one day ago--
summer. - dear love of mine. at allpoetry
do you remember how in p.s. i love you they talked about that look someone gives you when life as you know it ends? that was the first look you gave me. your storybook eyes were glittering in the streetlights, begging for me - marijuana sex tornadoes at allpoetry
in an earthquake
the safest place to be is under a doorframe - post.secret at allpoetry
.the acid messed my head up and now when i'm alone i hear a bunch of nonsense and people saying my name and strange strange things.
- hades at allpoetry
bones creak and squeak like rusted
out springs, floorboards for you to crawl and - thread and sand. at allpoetry
a thread of light
through fingers so used - purge at allpoetry
the sad part is
i can never recognize the girl looking me back in the mirror - three wishes at allpoetry
someone asks, if you found a magic lamp,
what would you wish for? - shamed at allpoetry
rough misty kisses
i can feel the ice in my teeth - headlining at allpoetry
i've got these big eyes
small holes in my lobes - untitled. at allpoetry
the ever-so-inviting feeling:
the balled up fist of my stomach clenching - to a girl at allpoetry
and girl i've gotta say
you really outdid yourself this time. - me, the bouquet. at allpoetry
i kept asking i
kept begging for you to - closed at allpoetry
i am somewhat ashamed to say that
in the quiet of such somber moments, with - only me at allpoetry
what can i say?
i was only me when my eyelashes - what i get at allpoetry
i can always feel it coming
- romantic sleeper at allpoetry
when we lay
together - magnetic love. at allpoetry
when your skin universe curls up beside me
love, a feverish sun, fills the night-time sky and - Closeness at allpoetry
it was never really about the
sound of cheap liquor splashing against - in my world at allpoetry
in my world
there is honor among thieves - this boy at allpoetry
in all this chaos
in all this pain and amidst all this heartbreak - shouting at allpoetry
why is it that girls are brought up to believe
they are weaker than a man - i generally mean what i say at allpoetry
but tonight i don't even know what it is i want to say. i'm lost in your walls; strange considering how much time i've spent looking up at them instead of looking at you-- which is exactly what i'm doing now. you'd think i'd - story at allpoetry
eventually
they took all i had to give - what to say when he asks at allpoetry
when your therapist with the thick accent asks about me,
tell him i've been used more times than my pens - s/he. at allpoetry
--she was the rose who dared to grow between the cracks in my concrete
heart. she defied nature and thus defied me. - you moved into the housed at allpoetry
you moved into the house
down the street - [ i'm freezing ] at allpoetry
my tongue burnt
to ashes and metaphors. i couldn't speak except in circles. - sleepwalking. at allpoetry
and today was my favorite kind of day:
so cold i could feel my bones shiver, snow tangled in my eyelashes, blood on my floorboards, and the sloppy pounding of my heart against the pavement-- - what it was at allpoetry
it was fergie in my best friend's back seat.
drinking my way through classes - an influx of delusion at allpoetry
we fall into each other
collapsing like skyscrapers of limbs and erratic thought - infinitesimal at allpoetry
when you kissed the stamp
off my tongue - green. at allpoetry
all my favorite things are green:
stinky squishy bud - telford (coming down in) at allpoetry
city lights burn like miles of stars, my kaleidoscope eyes catch
headlights weaving like patterns on a loom - cassandra. at allpoetry
i know that patience
is key. - rem(ember). at allpoetry
and even though it hurts i can't help but remember
each time i spent slowly tracing your spine with my fingers and - confessions at allpoetry
what i never said was that i
loved you from the start - you won't understand. at allpoetry
once upon time you placed me carefully next to the stars, you made me yours. wished upon my pale skin. but i was never a star, and each bit of faith you placed in me felt heavier than a thousand anchors. i turned into somethi - it hurts. at allpoetry
black mazda rx8's
the headlights sliced my thoughts open and bred inside - crush[ed] at allpoetry
the world turned to grains of sand and dust around us
(much like the second chance i kept sliding under the hourglass glued to the table, - read my lips at allpoetry
i pretended not to notice or care when
fallen stars crashed around me, denting the pavement i - obsessive. at allpoetry
that what? that i can't remember my own name and therefore i can't remember the way your eyes once burned for me?
once. - w.i.p gemini at allpoetry
you plucked me like a multi-faceted
wish from the ground - voodoo at allpoetry
your eyes are full of violence - façade at allpoetry
once upon a time i was lost for you, but now - this at allpoetry
you are the boy whose eyes are falling stars - time, once upon at allpoetry
decorated in the powders - pent-up. at allpoetry
i wanted my world to melt. - a skeleton with beauty eyes. at allpoetry
so maybe you and i were never meant to be - clearing the air. at allpoetry
this is because across the universe changed my life, and you were asleep-- you said it was boring. this is also because i need space to travel, to meet people, to be alone and experience new things alone so i can gro - to a boy with hair like soft briars. at allpoetry
you frown at yourself in reflection. - why i love you at allpoetry
maybe it was summer in bloom - endless at allpoetry
and i said blame me - unborn. at allpoetry
i tiptoed across - ripples and ridges at allpoetry
yours are the eyes like newborn stars - facets, distorted and tongues slit at allpoetry
i bent my fingers into crooked ledges - [ you told me you loved me for being all cheekbones, ] at allpoetry
you told me you loved me for being all cheekbones, / soft angles lit from within by a smile / like a comma / (because boys don't know how to handle with care and i am a package / left out in the rain.) / the in - in[cant]ations of a blue-collar lover at allpoetry
1. the sad part is, / we start out altered, / an awkward trip-- / and you fell into my lap with too much to breathe in. / 2. (your voice reminded me of nuclear war and so / it was like my fa - opinionated fiction and iridescent angel wings at allpoetry
1. you told me the veins in my forearms (swollen as they were) were like highways and I watched you watching me while your breath discovered Canada / 2. those were the days when we’d / drop acid like hints / and pl - [ Somewhere upon time Mother Mary lay bleeding in all the wonders of technicolor ] at allpoetry
Somewhere upon time Mother Mary lay bleeding in all the wonders of technicolor / but all you and I could taste was smoke on my tongue / and the beer on our skin and coming through our noses at the mention / of my childh - Modica. at allpoetry
I was squeezing the universe into the confines of a Polaroid / of you, you trying to clean up the galaxies / you said you saw floating in each iris but flowers / dripped ink onto chessboard - dear daydream opiate boy. at allpoetry
"you are my sweetest downfall / i loved you first, i loved your first / beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth / i have to go, i have to go / your hair was long when we first met..." / it's funny, listening - An Unfolding Of Us. at allpoetry
We were lingering at / the doorway / to my lily-white apartment / materializing / as creeping trellis over doubts / There was a moment of hesitation / and then I kissed you through the door / / Our skin was b - [ [they won't find me] ] at allpoetry
[they won't find me] / / / / this town is so SMALL; / i feel like alice eating mushrooms in wonderland. / outgrowing the past / and some days, / all i do is watch the future come creeping towards me / in - love is a typhoid mary. at allpoetry
your skin is a tiny book of poetry with / the smoothest line breaks and sensual, secretive imagery / that brings my heart leaping into my chest. / / / / --i sit here wondering if it's my name / you've got wri - Burning Like A Bridge For Your Body. at allpoetry
you bit my lip [[and called me goddess]] / / / / / / / / / / &n - unfinishedunfinishedunfinished. at allpoetry
we were making [breaking] galaxies in our
f.i.n.g.e.r.t.i.p.s. - [ forgotten ] at allpoetry
--forgotten in the mind {eyes} of god
he was swallowing back "i love you"s - bedsheet warnings. at allpoetry
karma was reaving the velocity of hips skipping over one another's - the quiet anger i couldn't say. at allpoetry
i spent the whole night memorizing each mole on your back, - [[ crossing the lines i drew for myself ]] at allpoetry
to make me so afraid of a man's hands or his belt
(especially, especially when it came off) - Love Built In the Shadows of Stars. at allpoetry
i swore to open skies i could bottle heaven if i kissed you
and when you left i could sneak a few hits from it until i felt - [ did you see only ] at allpoetry
did you see only
the grass stains in my eyes? - South of Eden. at allpoetry
The fruit of knowledge became your beat,
with a hypodermic stem and sweet white in glass skin - bruises in blue eyes. at allpoetry
nothing.
so many types-- beyond negation, zero, so on. - unwrapping my body. at allpoetry
you were always my [techno.lover.rock.god]
...eros with glitter-cased tinkerbell wi - paper, reminescent of the scent of skin. at allpoetry
god was a camera lens
focusing down on whole spaces in my heart, - hanna(h)ide+5. at allpoetry
so now I'm written in the unfolding of tachometers
measuring my own happiness in doses - tired. tired. tired. at allpoetry
i was colliding at the bottom of prescription bottles
[[am i holding hands? am i holding on?]] - . at allpoetry
born into vanity
and the willingness to hit come-down zen - .the con*struction [+] of de*struction. at allpoetry
highschool runways
where pills - caffeine-free polytheism. at allpoetry
you and i were
like bird wings, strung and played out - shamsiel. at allpoetry
it's not your fault.
my carnival nose was just tripped out - world. at allpoetry
the scale was dropping stars and numbers like kids dropping acid
and you could count every pound left in my rib cage - relapse. at allpoetry
you were just a relapse
back into summer. - technicalrape.homicide. at allpoetry
i embrace all desires and all the lines between what's right and what's rite
i'm looking for the infinite in the skin underneath my nails - Thermometer. at allpoetry
i felt like tinkerbell in a memory lapse
with eyes like a tsunami and a pot-flowered mind - a revelation of winter. at allpoetry
kissing lithium stardust (*explosions*) from under the phencycladine of your smile
we were running barefoot on snow-wet grass and reciting - the aftermath of eden. at allpoetry
there was clorox in the laundry room and we were so sure it was the toxic fountain of youth
so what were we to do but sip until our salvat - color-blind. at allpoetry
a costume of chemicals,
a medicated masquerade [like cinderella i'm dropping pill bottles behind me - chemists. at allpoetry
a costume of chemicals,
a medicated masquerade [like cinderella i'm dropping pill bottles behind me - lullabies of [burnt] glitter. at allpoetry
racing around in chemical stormclouds and kissing thunderclouds
just to hear them say my name - over.over.over.over.&&.again. at allpoetry
it always seems to find me
no matter whose arms i'm hiding in. - [ crazy tick-tocking like raver's dreamland beats ] at allpoetry
crazy tick-tocking like raver's dreamland beats
stuck in infinite loopholes in my veins, driving me - bodyweight. at allpoetry
the scale read a gravitational collapse
and i felt a black hole tugging - [ad]dicton. at allpoetry
you've been putting me back together again
and watching me puzzle myself back out
