According To Youi.According To You4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm so beautiful, according to you. According to you, I've got brown-black eyes with a dash of orange, eyes that you've been addicted to since you were twelve years old and I helped you off the ground after he punched you. According to you, I've got a smile that's never quite there, that never quite reaches reality. I don't make sense; I never made sense. And that's okay, I never wanted you to figure me out.
I'm off track, according to you. According to you, I run a bit too fast for my lungs to keep up and you're worried. According to you, I've never finished something without falling, just like you did every day when you were little. Except I never fall because somebody pushed me. I never trip, I never stumble. I just go too far and lose control; it's all my fault.
I'm changing, according to you. According to you, I'm afraid of everything and my brown-black-eyes-with-orange have too much black in them, like a deer in headlights. According to you, I'm too pretty to think I'
Autumn BreezeHow I long to travel,Autumn Breeze4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Along the Autum breeze.
Cool and soft; carrying me with ease...
Waltzing through the autumn trees...
Through the Auburn leaves... which frolic and tease...
As we dance--
Along the autumn breeze.
I close my eyes and open my senses.
My muscles relax; Losing their tenses.
No more boundries.. walls or fences.
Cool and soft, The feeling doth appease...
As I'm cradled; so softly carried
Along the cool, the gentle... non-judgemental; eversoft: Autumn Breeze.
She leads me now, across the seas--
of aqua-marine; we serpentine.. along the waves of the crashing seas.
In the arms...
Of the Autumn Breeze...
For hours we roam...
She carries me Home...
decayyour quixotic dreams are rotting in his mouth-decay4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he is for the maggots now.
Heartbeat HouseThe dawn is being swallowedHeartbeat House4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By faded white houses
Like a rising, empty ribcage
And she cannot breathe.
Wet PavementTobacco grey under a veil of glistening silver droplets,Wet Pavement4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lacing the stone like jewls.
What treasure lies in these droplets?
Silver purer than gold.