I cut myself about a week ago
And was genuinely surprised
To see it scar. Makes me want
To take a line off of the flesh.
Or two. Or three. Or four.
How far until I never come back?

I never have the effort
To finish anything but
Boys who take advantage
Of the stupors I put myself in.

Love...
so strange
beautiful
sometimes ugly
fills my heart

A lover who...
draws a line on intimacy
who accepts, but not fully
who makes me laugh
but slings an arrow
a tear drop falls

Love so fulfilling
but leaves me wanting

Bittersweet...
the heart yearns
for romance
and sighs in comfort

Always touched
in friendship
denied a lover's touch
of sensual promise and passion

Love...
So strange
beautiful
sometimes ugly

Fills my life

krs
3/12/2015

The doodles of my mind
are
the beginning of...

an idea
or
a discovery of self
or
clarity of thought

whatever...
they are the beginning

real, but not

krs
3/13/2015