reminder that i moved my blog to shelives-on-love-street
hey guys
i moved my poetry blog to shelives-on-love-street (new account) and i’ll be posting there from now on
wow lol i lost 4 followers on this blog
i’m still keeping it anyway but i’m too busy and lazy to update
okay
i’m not gonna delete this blog
i’m going to keep it for my poetry and notes and stuff
but i don’t think i’ll post much, maybe occasionally
i already do that anyway though
but i don’t know, i kind of want to leave this site alltogether.
anyway, i’m going to start writing differently again and then maybe i won’t be so frustrated when all that comes out is shit.
i know i don’t have many readers, i’m just kinda saying this to myself.
i just need to be more open, raw, honest, and real with my poetry and stop trying to force something, stop trying to write like other people, stop writing to please people and only write for myself. no more bullshit, no more fakeness (is that a word?). it might mean shutting down this blog, i don’t know. i just wanna write the way i used to. god knows how much paper i’ve wasted lately with only a few good poems coming out of it… so i’m going to write. i don’t need great ideas, i just need feelings, and i have those. i guess i tried to write with words rather than with feelings. i want to be real again.
speak
and taste the saltiness
of your words,
rolling off your tounge
but they aren’t your own
kiss her
and taste the sweetness
of the honey on her lips
but it doesn’t belong to her
listen carefully
to the sounds your body makes
when you’re sleeping
to your blood flowing
it’s the only part of you
that’s real
purple migraine dizziness
visions bursting
tapping at my skull
oh majesty
oh royalty
i’m the color of bruises
i’d kill you
if it just meant i could
have relief
velvet mountain sky
silent sisters
damned lovers
crescents in her eyes
i followed her
up the stairs
early morning
dancing
liveliness
she’s an illusion
emerging from hallucinations
you must get help
we are running out
of time
I didn’t catch her name
well, it’s someone else’s name
oh mirror mirror
lines on glass
tell me what you saw
oh if walls could tell secrets
tell me i’m not crazy
she’s a temptress
an empress, an enchantress,
a witch
the darkness i live in
took to the sky like a raven
and you’ll never see her again
maybe in your vaguest dreams
she’s getting closer now
breath smelling of whiskey
i can see scars on her ageless face
“do you want to kiss me?”
don’t forget what i told you
when you were on your last bit of rope
i’ll use these scarred feet to carry you
anywhere you want me to
every cut you make, i’ll heal
every tear you shed, i’ll feel
miles and mountains can separate
but they will never take you away
from me. the edge of the sky
is waiting for us, i’ll carry you home
