That girl is a storm, Her ribcage rattled by the tempest inside her. Visions and daydreams wash over her like Tidal Waves; She often talks of the ocean in her chest, But rarely does she mention the Shipwreck. Her voice echoes like thunder over a Spacious canyon, And she is destructive as a great bolt…Read more That Girl Is A Storm.
My dear, Your life is crumbling down around you; Great towers become nothing but piles of rubble, While dreams of a future turn to dust; Yet somehow in this mess and chaos, You keep building - Keep building your life And your ambitions Amidst the turmoil that surrounds you. (keep building)
Poetry Is not life But God only knows How many times It’s saved mine
Put the scalpel to my head Slice me open Take me apart and Put me back together the way I’m supposed to be Mold me into your vision Of beauty and grace Make me one of your Cover girls Broken to perfection Pick me apart Glue me back together I’ll have scars…Read more Cover Girl
You lit a fire inside of me. You began kindling it when we met, and it grew stronger every moment I spent thinking of you. Most people say they get butterflies, but me? My stomach acid is gasoline and the moment we kissed, you threw a match into it without a second thought. Your hands…Read more Heart Shaped Burn
My hands grow weak as I behold in the dim light my unsure feelings' flight and I wonder but why you've fallen for me in a tangle of teen sin and broken melodies. And I beg you t0 please, approach with caution and hold on tight to my hand because I'm afraid of love but…Read more Untitled
Who am I? Well, it's funny you should ask, because honestly I haven't got a clue. Every day I'm bombarded by people telling me to be myself but how am I supposed to do that when I'm not sure who this "self" is that they want me to be. I like to think that everyone is…Read more Who Am I?