Sunday, March 6, 2016

Just some stuff from my Twitter I thought was poetic, pay no mind.

Your voice, I only wanna hear it. Make me laugh and things get clearer.

I wanna think about you thinking about the whys and hows. I wanna know what you're doing right now.


But really, satisfaction comes from closure. I need to know if you know why you fall to disorder.


I wanna be the only one, your only one. I want you know know you're stuck in my head like the perfect tune I just can't find the words for.


I need you to fill in the blanks, and help me understand what we were missing. Cuz you missed just as much as I did.


Oh so why why why why it's perfect in theory, so let's make theory into reality, see?


He will never nurture a fatal frost. Though he can be cold as ice and twice as hard. His eyes foamy froth on the raging sea.

Plunge me into that freezing frame of reference, Oh I wanna be the heat that melts it.
As the sun warms the earth, so I'll bloom in your heart. Those vines wrapped around your solid bones and stable components.

He takes my breath, and my breath I'd guide willingly to his. I want the essence of his substance.


And a regal nobility on his brow, the crown of a family man and a man looking to have a family of his own.


Careful careful, never give willingly yourself when you know what oxygen does to flame. And the same fire that melts ice can burn domains.


But I've poured my soul from my self and into space, my space is haunted by these memories and I stumble over myself to rid them from me.


Your laughter fuels my laughter, I feel giddy, insanity creeping into the chasms in my brain and feeding this high.


I'm happy to be a part of anything. Your friendship, as your confidant, an open book that plays a new character whenever you change yours.


And I hope you know, no matter what, my facade will fade and I will always have responses of my own.


Herein and from here on. I will be a person I can love. And you will love me just because, and for that reason I will love you back.


Please, please, I implore you, I beg. Had I known the truth I'd have made us better people in the end.



So tell me darling, do your eyes still harbor my form? Is there jealousy curdling in your arms? Are they aching so badly to reach out and take me? Can you find no way to reconcile but to think and spread the poison, to revel in the drunk despair and cry yourself off to nothing?


Poisonous thought becomes a wholly soulless doubt; the doubt becomes a drought of which you pull to your lips from a self filling cup of self fulfilling prophecy.

I'm above satirical standards and need to reject on conjecture. Mass murder, weapons made of speculation and lacking honest motivation.


I wormed myself in, gave your buzzing insects a reason to adhere to sticky sweet desire, that lust and I trust you touch yourself fervently.


Wishing it was my lovely scent you smelled in your sweat; instead, sickly despair and salty tears.


Never hesitate to ask the questions that hurdle themselves off the deep and steep cliffs of your mind and into the cavernous mouth of your broken and open heart.


Glittering, bitter encapsulate form. Tell me dearest, is that the one you adored?


A thickness hovered overhead, holding dizzying obscurity. And through the window well she watched, to prey on insecurity.


I am a fighter, will I triumph by fire? I know that if I try to, I'll only end up scorched.


Circle cycle turn around. What you are is what you've found.