The sun taught me to move on
the moon told me I should grow
but the stars are the ones who convinced me
That forgetting means to let go

Water seeps into their cracks
Provides them with what they lack
Fills them up so they feel whole
Diving deep into their soul
When they leave it evaporates
Replacing love with just hate

Wave the white flag, I’ve officially retreated
I’m never gonna get the closure I needed

Can’t stop the heart from breaking
But what oh what can ease the aching?

When love consumes you with desire
...That’s what you get when you play with fire

My axis keeps on shifting
Can’t stop my mind from drifting
When nothing feels uplifting
And it just hurts existing

I can say now you taught me some lessons
Guess you’re a nightmare wrapped in a blessing

Can’t erase your memory
Can’t stop reliving the pain
I want to rip my heart out
I want to burn my brain

Alchemy means I can convert pain to gold  
But it takes lots of pain to transform your soul

Chameleons are the worst
They learn your favorite color
So they know which trance
They should use to put you under

Rewrite the script
Rehire the cast
Because this run
Wasn’t meant to last

Our movie was my favorite
but the ending made me cry
the characters were not killed
but the love between them died

This isn’t a poem nor a prose
I just wanted everyone to know
That these couplets are simply practice
Until my muse becomes more active

My feelings are diminished
You tarnished your own image
But now I must restore my vision
So I may see you with precision

How to recognize a snake
They usually have green eyes
Don’t you make the same mistake
Of not seeing their disguise

If only you could see what’s
next
So you could know which way to turn
But that’s just not the way life goes
Only the hard way must you learn

Suppose I’ve been postponing my healing
Guess I procrastinate even with pain
Suppose to forget all our memories
Guess it’s war between my heart and my brain

He’s not on my timeline
He’s made it very clear
His thoughts aren’t linear
No weeks or months or years

The thing I always think about
The thing that makes me wonder...
Which drawer do you keep me in?
Which file am I under?

Full of regret, wishing that I could undo
Every decision that ever led me to you

How can you possibly force feelings to fade?
Except bury them deep and store them away
They cannot be destroyed just like they cannot be made
Hoping eventually they are resurrected someday

In your little world I’m not on your mind
In your little world everything’s just fine
But in my little world everything hurts
In my little world you’re just an excerpt

Oh Chameleon, you play so many roles
But for me I’ve never met a kindred soul
As familiar as yours, why must you run?
Love doesn’t come in the shape of a gun

I’ve spent a lot of time cultivating my uniqueness to just pour it all out for free
But I will let you share this lonely and destitute space with me

I won’t let you navigate my dark alleys and broken corridors
I won’t let you examine my scar tissue and bullet holes
I won’t let you solve the riddles and enigmas that my brain produces
And I certainly won’t let you tear down the walls I’ve built from despair and infinite contempt

When my brain won’t go to sleep
When my heart just feels too weak
When my sadness seems too deep
When my eyes begin to leak
......That’s when I turn to poetry

So I am hanging on by a single ******* thread
And everyone around me is running with scissors
Like I’m not already filled with existential dread
Like I won’t unravel at the sight of their clippers

Someday I’ll be just ashes & a memory

I keep hoping someone is gonna save me from this fire when I could've doused myself

I could delete every trace of you
But there’s no way of erasing you

I know you can’t live in the past but I was happy there
When time’s always racing against you the rules are unfair

Running away from the best thing ever put in your path
Do us both a favor and make sure you never look back

I thought that I wanted to be deep
But stuck at the bottom of this well
No one to help me out on my feet
My own personal version of hell

How do you channel your passion
How do you tap into the stream
How do you rise from the ashes
How do you simplify your dreams

The circumstances of my life belong only to me
So what is the point in trying to get others to see
If only myself can determine what is meant to be

I don’t know how else to explain it but there’s someone out there that’s broken like me and it’s what’s gonna unite us because it will fit like fractures of the same mirror.

We’re not even a notch on a sun dial

I made a bad decision
But you made it feel so good
You evoked things out of me
That nobody ever could

Seeing the good in someone is my fatal flaw
When will I ever learn that you can’t save them all

My soul is a thousand years old
I carry the burdens and baggage of many lifetimes
I've loved and lost over centuries
And I wonder which life was the best of them all

When I first met you I was high off of all the pheromones and adrenaline but deep down I knew that I was driving on a one way track off a steep cliff with you. But in the heat of the moment as long as you were by my side it felt like the single handed best decision I had ever made. I was terrified because I knew I would eventually reach the bottom but the thrill of it all lead to my temporary insanity.  

I reached the bottom of the pit but I’m alone now trying to figure out how it ever made sense. How was I EVER that self destructive version of me?

I had this dream that’s been haunting me and I can’t shake the feeling it’s left behind. I dreamt I had just had an intimate encounter with a stranger. He held my hand and lead the way to a beautiful cliff overlooking the ocean. Out of nowhere he counted to three and let go of my grasp as I watched him leap. I stood back in fear. The rest of the dream I was trying to get back to that moment and change my decision but it was too late. I regretted this moment with every molecule in my composition. When I awoke I was left with the most hollow reminder of my pain and it still hasn’t dissipated.

I can’t tell you about this dream but want you to know
If only I knew what would have been waiting below
I wanted to leap but I was too scared I would fall
The irony is I’m too late, I ruined it all.

No one will ever have my name or face or fingerprint or ancestry or thoughts or vocabulary or experiences or memories or relationships and that’s like insanely beautiful, no?

Reality can be such an unforgiving *****
When you realize fairytale endings don’t exist

Love is the rarest and the most magical feeling
When you’re forced to destroy it, it loses all meaning

Sometimes you just have to face the hard facts
I love someone who doesn’t love me back

Time and time I remind myself again
He will never be my version of him

I was very lost, feeling blue
Random encounter, Déjà vu
Maybe I just hope that it’s true
That what you seek is seeking you

I remember the last time that you kissed me
Or the last time you licked my face
If I knew I was running against the clock
Then I would have picked up my pace

Another flame, another burn
How come I never ever learn