write a poem about me
and compare my auburn hair
to the twilit autumn sky.

say I’m the most important person
that ever walked into your life.
say it, and mean it.

translate your verses into Italian
and scream them for me at 1am
so I can appreciate but not understand.

love me like no one else has.
show me why I’m a plant
and you’re the sun.

break my heart and fix it up
then break it all over again.
I wouldn’t mind, not at all.

write another poem about me
and compare our memories
to the faded Polaroids we never took.

You have lost faith in me,
I can see it in your eyes,
Hear it in the distance of
Your troubled voice,
Feel it in the loss of heat
In your touch.

You have lost faith in us,
And wander blankly
Amidst the days
Going through the motions
With no purpose
No passion
No hope.

May ******* them,
But they tell the truth.
The knowing whispers
The "I told you so "
The "We warned you"
You hear from every side-
From those I loved because
They loved you.

They are right
And I am wrong.
I took your life by
Slow degrees-
Destroying your life
By my very presence.
Subjecting you to a life
Of neverending toil
To simply stay a step ahead.

Your brightness has
Dimmed and fades
More with each
Passing day.

You do not deserve this
And never have.
My selfishness has done this
I cannot bear the thought of losing you
But I cannot do this-
I cannot destroy what
I love more than life itself.

The darkness
The possibility of
life without you
Now visible
And very real

I didn’t think I’d lose myself in you
Hesitating to fall,
It was a brave conquest
At the edge of it all
Looking down into a pit
And so I went without looking
Convinced that you’d be at the bottom
To crush my fall
Who knew you were the one to push me.

Your shame will be enteral,
your hope will shatter like glass.

Her voice will haunt you,
her face will strike regret in you.

You broke her heart,
and now you have enough courage to say your sorry.

Sorry can't fix the things she gave you,
sorry can't make me take back the nights I stayed up holding her from the pain you caused.

Big Brother they aren't monitoring your thoughts
They're distracting you so you can't think at all
Walk around pretend you're having a ball

In Mandy's head silence grows louder
There's too many distractions around her

Part of a generation with media saturation
A drought of originality
Has become our sad reality
Part of a generation bored with medication

Have you ever committed the biggest sin and wished away time.

I'm (feeling) happy therefore I cannot create.
This is the best I can do right now.

The nights are long and cold,
I only see you once or twice.
Still, my heart is not satisfied
not content of just the beauty,
it desires more than a silhouette
that my mind shapes of you
when I close my eyes at night.
The stars do not shine bright
not enough to image your eyes
and never enough to satisfy;
my darkest secrets of you
hold it’s place in dark skies
where words are not heard
and lust is at its highest peak.
Your voice enchants my heart
and vibrates through my soul,
only if I can feel your touch
it would feel like the sun
caressing my cold body,
and only the warmth of you
can keep me whole.