I See So Much Beauty In People And I Wonder If They See The Same In Me

Three words..

My holister hoodie, your horizontal ID

The possessive way you looked at me

My window screeching far to loud

That night you chose me from the crowd

Those teeth and that smile, if only I knew

The nightmare that you’d put me through

A bruise, a grip, a bite, a dress

A knife, a rose, a fucking mess

Sudden pain and flashing lights

Monitors beeping, a fight for life

But there you were, beside the bed

Those three words.. that’s all you said

To save my life, I ran away

With three new words, be not afraid.

normalize platonic “flirting”!!!! i just wanna be able to compliment my friends and point out little things i like about them!! i want to make them smile and have playful banter and laugh together and see them smile!!!!!!!!!!

Past Midnight poetry- Just a bit

Sometimes I feel a bit crazy

And a bit hazy

Like I know what’s happening only a bit after it happens

My words aren’t really my own

My brain doesn’t feel like me

And maybe it’s a bit scary

A bit sickening

That I am not living

What I want is peace and I can’t have it yet

I wander a bit here

Ponder a bit about something that maybe doesn’t matter

It’s a bit out of context but maybe I’m not real

My words might be

But I am never really me

A Quiet Sin

You sway me to the rhythm of the orchestra as your hands move in such a calculated way that I cannot help but to wonder what is that you are planning. ‘Let’s find the music of our souls’, you whisper in my ear, dipping your head to me so that no one can overhear and make a scandal out of us. I shiver. How can I not when you look so handsome and the way your hands are so very careful but do not stop exploring in a way that can be denied as nothing more of a foreign waltz? Your eyes hypnotize, your lips beg for a kiss and all of you makes me want to sin.

- Ely C. Winters.

Reaching

Why do stars reach blindly for the dark

Giving their light in a vast multitude of sparks.

The unknown path

Full of yearning and wrath

Like adventurers of old

Do those stars find gold

The treasure of eons of space

Weaving time and light into lace

If one star’s history reflects my own

Will I then follow the path unknown.

Stop the lies

It won’t stop the cries

Of pain and suffering

For life isn’t buffering

It continues on and on

Till all but one are gone

“Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?”

— Tyler Knott Gregson

*sits forward in my wizard chair* Ah yes...i have just the remedy for such an ailment. *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a str

The stars can’t reach us

The stars can’t reach us

Yet we try in vain

Our hearts full of greed and lust

Wishing only for gain

Hopes and dreams wishing on a star

Corrupt, darkness, despair, stick like tar

Stop soul searching

Please refrain

Nothing will stop the the destruction lurking.

For the stars lie in pain

Overtaxed with ambition

Dying to give you the darkness you’ve been wishin’

The stars are lying

There was no magic here

Lured us like sirens

Hell is crying

Awash with flaming tears

Burning the Horizons