14 4 / 2014

13 4 / 2014

you always suggest the opposite of me
as the right lane ends
waiting for the light to change
red from green
I’ve made sense
of time
for now

this morning drive
on north country road
sends a calm of sorts
this subtle pretense
of reality

with your imagination
send me into the dark
with all of my friends
seeking
my
tooth and nail
story

I can pretend more than any of us
originality is dead set on me
I am determined to
sway your perception

sharing my opaqueness with lucidity

13 4 / 2014

take this night
and make my mistakes
disappear from under the sheets

I am passing out in the living room

the television is left on
as background noise

as I forgive you

I am comfortable this way
laid out
wanting to forget

rock and roll and hell for me

as the volume drowns out the rest

13 4 / 2014

SALfie SALdie SALlie

SALfie SALdie SALlie

13 4 / 2014

spreadlovenotlies:

Step 1- Buy her pizza.

Step 2- Make her cum.

(via nachob0obs)

13 4 / 2014

09 4 / 2014

it was a long night drinking whiskey

I drank to turn my head around
deeper and deeper
the haze began
thirty dollars worth
of never enough

we’ve hidden these skeletons for far too long
to contradict
our lies

I’ve told you this before
escape from the inside
and this will
be
the end of that

leave your wrongs at my door
we have a plan
&
it’s time to figure this night out

my hands can create more destruction than good

07 4 / 2014

writing is a form of sickness
you never quite get over it
it lays dormant
for days or months at a time
hits like a tidal wave
regretting nothing
pouring ink
a dense like venom
poisoning you from the inside out

you never get over it

it stays with you from dusk to dawn

07 4 / 2014

your chariot awaits
yet
your throne is embellished

I am not of noble blood

you understand who I am
a wolf in sheep’s clothing

in dire night
there is a sky that leaves little to the imagination
destroying our stars
stealing the white of your eyes

I don’t want to live this way

I am a savage

07 4 / 2014

I was backtracking to about a year ago

there are tons of pictures
a history of photographs
these moments are so far away from us now
it’s like an alternate universe
my eye’s are struggling to comprehend what was once depicted

I watched you drift away
out of temporary space

I used to read a lot more
than I have been
I remember my words felt like mine own
her verses 
deliberately molded into 
beauty
heading down a path of unscathed territory 

now
we are in today

I am still writing; to an unknown sender

burying differences
building
it
new

when everything is alright
it’s because we’ve learned to forget why we were broken
and fixing it all
in the first place

I am standing alone in the street
my ears are bleeding
I am just a ghost of myself

you won’t feel a thing

when I cross your mind

just black spaces eating you away

02 4 / 2014

lately
I have been aching
the words are halted by an ugliness
within
I’ve chosen to ignore my unhappiness

I never paid much attention

02 4 / 2014

30 3 / 2014

"My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me."

Unknown (via akachristiannaa)

(Source: roadtothesacred, via nachob0obs)

26 3 / 2014

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21 3 / 2014

I try to think that I am not a writer and then my mind creates these voids.

These voids are nothing but a glimmer.

I can’t help but try and put them on a page.

Deciphering my indigenous breathes.
Inhale and exhale.
I can feel the life.
I know I am alive.