Despair is a wild thing in my chest that knows no repose. It fills my veins with spectres of hope that vanish and I drown in

"I live too much in my past that I have no control over my present"

Sleep is elusive. Hides in the back of my mind behind the myraid of fears I didn't know I have. I know I should sleep and

Always inventing New ways to hurt me Must be getting exhausting Don’t you see what you do? You must really think I’m a

somewhere there’s a place where our dark souls go to meet we are one in the same from this festering world that we came

My love, know I am smiling because your eyes are still in my mind and the feel of your hands still linger on every curve I have.

Just promise you’ll love me One more night Just enough To make it feel alright Even if we’re playing pretend That we

Sometimes I think poets like me are meant to be alone, to love in the purity of a vacuum, to love illusions and hug

I am the one that came from the sea with aquamarine waves at her feet. Wild and mysterious as the seaspray. I am the cry

All the warmth seemed to have left his limbs and concentrated in his heart, the blood pooling there, rushing, trying to

What is the rhythm of an embrace? Is it that of my heart or of his? Is it the one of our dreams? Is it the one of our

To have two people coincide at the exact same time when both have busy lives, responsabilities to bear, demands of time

come abuse me take all you can as long as you use me own me for a lifetime let me be yours your punching bag your

I’m really on the ledge this time Giving it all for you With nothing expected in return And I hate the way I always miss you,...

I think you’re the love of my life and I’m afraid of letting you go.

Everyday life is a challenge. So many things we need to balance, the things we need to do, the things we want to do. So

 I am at loss as to what to say to convey the entirety of this feeling that lives inside of me. You make my lips burst

Sometimes love grants us all the words in the world and sometimes it leaves us speechless.

It’s okay to leave now Let me drift away The unknown is just Another day //stay.

It feels so dark sometimes Sinking into this feeling I’m not interested in trying Consumed by not being good enough

Bring me into the rushing water of your river. 

Do you know how much vulnerability can be in the words, “I miss you.”? 

Sometimes melancholy gets the best of me and fills the place where you used to live and in doing so sings the song of your

I hear beyond the words, to the intentions of the heart beneath and I see them weaved in your words and they are the