Your favorite comfort show

Becomes mine

Your favorite music

Become my favorite music

Your favorite people

Become my favorite people

Your laugh

Becomes my laugh

I know you like the back of my hand

Your habits

Your breathing

Your soul

But

I wanted your mind

I wanted you here

I wanted your voice

I wanted to hear

I become you, covered in your skin

Cold to the touch

Becuase ...

On my own searching

Clumps of hair falls out every time I run my fragile hands through

Sinking into your soul

Visions going blurry

I want to restart

Static pulsing through my veins

My ears are shot, they just ring

You’re paranoid

I want to restart

Going back through temptation

Your head drops and swings.

You wanted things to change.

You’re paranoid.

Staring down

Going numb

Yo...

Desire can come from everywhere

What if no desire is wrong?

Can a desire be justified?

You desire me, not getting into heaven.

I desire you burning.

She desires to bleach you

He desires for her to be skinner

A wife desires to not be trapped in a unhappy marriage, disconnected with life, her soul slowly dying

A husband desires to be brain dead, anything better than his unpleasant looki...

To, a young poet.

I dig a cave within me

Poking at my blood and vessels

My pressure points and joints

I tear beyond recovery thinking it’s best for me

To only look in the mirror at destruction

I write from within me.

From the deepest part of me.

To give you a chance and ask.

Do you have any critique?

Is this good enough?

Critique me

Critique me

Critique me

Rip me open

Eat everythi...

(P03M)

Hyper-individualism

A new sense of loneliness this generation faces.

Self seeking

“nonchalant”

“npc’s”

People online had started this culture

In reality, degrading someone

Calling someone an npc

like they aren’t human.

Being the “main character” but “doing it for the plot”

As if the plot isn’t people seeking as it is.

Maybe not. But most seek stories to tell other people. N...

Rocks

Shine in the salty sea

So uniquely pretty

Clicking and clacking apon eachother.

Soil

Moist and warm

Soft and squishy

So lovely to lay in deep dark soil.

Sea

Salty winds crashing and thrashing

The taste and smell

The showers after a nice salty beach day of exhaustion and exploring.

Trees

The cluttery sparkles of the leaves touching another in the wind

As they dance

Snails. ...

I feel the friction

My heart has prickles all over it

The friction ,the texture.

My heart isn’t slippery

Or smooth in any way.

A beat per second

. Feels like eternity

Malfunctioning.

Blood circuits , cutting off.

Veins sting and die off

Shrivel up

Where does that 2,000 gallons of blood go?

My body barely moves or even keeps me warm.

My pericardium =thinly layered fluid sac that lets ...

Sitting alone in my heart.

Cold, spacious, and empty

The walls crumbly

like old dough sitting out

Dark rooms alone

under cold glass sheets

Help will come

One day

I choose me.

The thought running across my mind.

I choose me.

I will help myself.

I deserve myself.

Pretty little birds flutter across my eyes.

As I break the cold class sheets.

I sofened up to my touch.

To my warm emb...

I’m so happy I’m getting to experience you

I soak up every bit like water

My heart explodes for you

My heart stays steady for you

My heart stops for you

I’ll give you time and space

And hopefully our minds won’t be erased

I hope we grow together like fine wine

I’m always here

I’ll let everything flow

Everything be soft and supple

Whatever happens, happens.

Always always always…. I...

You paint “enough” all over me

You make delicate carvings

To shape me out

You’re my wave

Washing over me

Pulling me underneath

I’m drifting in between sea patterns

I realize the you were showing me a new life

You are devouring me

Unspoken words now known

I’m in love.

I’m all yours.

All that you are is all that I need....