• Poetry

    You, Me, Her

    I truly believe we could’ve made something beautiful. Every word you said was magicI found galaxies in the corners of your smileYour fingers, electric Creating shockwaves, and fire, and burnsAnd even though those bruises left scarsI never hoped for healingBecause the pain is all I have left of you I trace lines across all the surfaces where we made loveAnd believe me, they are many I remember every timeIt always felt like my first, with youResponding to your every movementFelt like my purpose You always said I was so strongYet you’d hold me like I’m glassAnd maybe I was, with youBecause you became the safest place for me to break…

  • Poetry

    Your Picture

    All the things That pull meTowards youAre all the things You hateAbout yourself How your eyes Fall when you’re high How your smileSeems to beA little too wide How it seems As thoughYou break, every timeAnd you feelEverything and nothingAll at once Your brutal honestyThat yet Manages to be kindYour uncertain laughterFearing you might Be too loud Your pastDark and Coloured with mistakesAnd the futureOf which you are unsure You’re a masterpieceBut I supposeYou can’t see a pictureWhileStanding right in it I hope to beAn escape Take you outOf your worldAnd into mine Do not get me wrongI do not wish to Alienate you My only wish is To offer…

  • Poetry

    Bad Religion

    Between her thighs lies a bad religionThe kind his mother warned him about when he was tenBut what mommy failed to sayWas that if ever he got to worship at her alter He would keep going back to that temple to pray And oh did he prayMorning, noon, and nightAnd in the moments where she wasn’t his to holdShe’d fill his senses, occupy his mind He thought her to be somewhat spiritualA siren, his downfallBut she could as well have been his salvationAnd thus, he was ready to risk it all The further he tried to runThe deeper she pulled him inAnd he got lost in her Done with fighting…