December 2011
71 posts
Acrostic - I Hate To Carry This Hate.
thewritersaddress:
I
Honestly have begun to Abhor These feelings that fill my Existence.
The venom in my heart has Overpowered any warmth, any love
Causing this heart to erode And stiffen with Rivalry and Retribution. Unwilling to Yield, unaffected by
The defects and blemishes in the Hideousness that is my soul I cannot exercise integrity and...
Reblog if you literally cant stop thinking of...
Close
high-delirium:
How I will beg you always to stay close to me.
I want to be so close that when you blink I feel your eyelashes brush across my cheek.
I want to be so close that when you breathe I feel the dioxide condense on my neck.
I want to be so close that when you cry I feel your tears fall against my shoes. I want to be so close that when you speak I feel your voice dancing upon my...
How to make a poet?
poetdreamer:
Sift out a cup of Creativity Mix in half a cup of Language Half a cup of Obsession with words A heavy dose of reading Bake until it takes up a pen naturally
Now break his/her heart: Poetry.
The fall
mywrds:
A hand held tight the feel of you connected and close wanting to be so much more than just close holding hands holding hearts remembering sundays the times scattered about the bed empty cava bottle fallen lou reed low dozing naked touching idly touching more seriously sliding down that slide together ending back in a sweaty heap together those days are not ours any more ever since you...
“My friends and i are crazy that’s the only thing that keeps us sane”
– Matt Schucker
