Leave school to write poetry Make friends with empty streets The only perfume you wear comes from magazines And try as you might, you can't figure out what the graffiti means Fill your veins with coffee Until you feel real again Let the cold sink into your skin Until you can feel again Bury yourself…Read more Magazine Clippings
I just want to feel something! Is a bit of normality too much to ask for? Why do I keep thinking about you? Why am I still thinking about you? I DON'T WANT TO!!! What are you? What am I? What are we? Just the ghost of something that once could be? HELP ME!! It seems I can't BREATHE. I'm…Read more 3.8.17
Part of me is forever laughing with the girls in the street, Big dreams in our minds and gravel under our feet. Small town blues and water tower love Will eternally haunt all the streets that we drove. Late nights and early sunsets Are the times I don’t ever want to forget - All…Read more Love
I think in some alternate universe I’ll be trapped forever inside these Deep purple walls, Looking outside the window and watching The boys in their jumpers Racing eachother on shiny new bicycles - Two wheeled memories that will someday only be a metaphor Of nostalgic comfort and Wasted youth He told me to smile…Read more Photo Album
I said I destroy everything I touch, and he said he wouldn't mind getting destroyed by me.
I’m not saying that I’ll miss you But I don’t want to let you go Your brown eyes are the only warmth I can find In this cold midwestern snow Maybe the ice can freeze the clock Or at least make time move slow It’s time that you’ll be leaving soon But I don’t…Read more A Poem For February
I've been seeing this tag floating around the blog and YouTube communities for a while now, so I thought I'd give it a go, especially because music is a huge part of who I am and I always say that no one can ever properly know me until they listen to my favorite songs. So,…Read more Soundtrack To My Life