It's okay

Sometimes, I look back at that raised skin
And trace it with my fingers feeling the grown in smoothness
It brings me back a little
To a time once numb
Where I had the control
And the guaranteed satisfaction
And it was me
That alone, tempts

Did I say tempt?
It's more than that,
I can't resist

Faking An Orgasm

We've all been there
And we've all done that
It's just another thing you "do"

It's like humming a song
Or watching the news
Or even just tying your shoe

We deceive and lead on
It's a game we all play
To trick and see what we win

Eating tender hearts
Without steak sauce
You know, it's a cardinal sin

Dear Boredom,

Your presence has been long forgotten
Until you happened upon me today
And though I realize it's a luxury to feel you
I can't help but feel a little anger
Distractions have consumed many an hour
Time whirring by as well as productivity
Leaving not a second to think
For I, thinking is vile
Spreading to my eyeballs
And casting a glaze
And here I am sitting and wishing for you to leave me
Till my head hits the pillow, at least
For you cause my future to come a little slower
And I just can't have that

Into the Sea of Faux

Let us share a hearty laugh
Before sinking into the sea of faux

Notice lack of flinching
As the ugly little lies swim past your face?
They swim left and right, at a steady pace

Notice how the suit once protecting a naked body
Is now falling apart with every decision you make?
Leaving you vulnerable in the abyss

Notice the pressure on your chest, and difficulty breathing
Without your tank of air and clarity?
You drown into unconsciousness

And notice the weight on your ankles
Pulling you down further?

Well my friend
That, you tied by your own hand

A Tale of Elastic Heartstrings

Good news, past suitors
Of all hearts affected
The once bluest
Is now glowing with life
And is pumping with prosperity

Your sly threats mean little
To this shaking fist of a bright new soul
And dares you to forget
What's forever embedded in your mind
What has been forgotten on repeat on my very own soundtrack
You always bounce back

In truth, little may be regarded
In future's time
Anguish and romance, alike
But a piece remains
And sticks with even the happiest of hearts

Swoon

I like boys with good manners and good morals. I am a sucker for gentlemen and even worse, I fall for religious boys though I have none to claim. 

I also like boys who are tall and skinny and live by their own rules. The ones who stick to their guns are absolutely indifferent, the ones that you have to exert so much energy just to try and make them laugh. But when you do, you feel like a champ. The kind of boy who is an absolute mystery and leaves you questioning your selfworth.

I like girls with short haircuts and piercings. Girls who ride bikes and play wooden instruments. Ones who write you letters and leave you feeling absolutely tongue-tied and infinitely bashful.

My affection is being tugged from all directions.

Haunting Hour (I'm half asleep)

You're the most persistent ghost I've ever shared air with
You haunt these guilt-ridden thoughts of mine
Sending shivers down my spine despite my mind's rejection of you
A name which once tasted so foul on my lips
Now tickles with devious delight
But all that you are, is a ghost to me

Integrate

Caress me, bright future
Carry me across the threshold of sanity
Acceptance upon thee holds brilliance
In every which pocket

Pumpkin

Pumpkin, oh love
You touch me sweet
Protect me so soundly
A shield that you reap
You radiate warmth
And comfort truly
So near your heart beats
This love, unruly
A chaotic heap of
Affection untwined
Sharing the unknown
And a wish to rewind
Time that was lost
Which teases the air
Whispering to me
To be under your care

Nothing artsy,

But no one makes me want to puke more than you.
You're that awful.

Once

Once you were a sailboat,
And you said I was the sea
I guided and misguided you 
When it was you and me

Once you were the forest
A lumberjack was I
I chopped you down in little time
And left you there to die

Once you were the golden sun
And me, the dreary clouds
You used to radiate so bright
Then I blocked you out

But once the tables turned, you see
You smartened up and then left me 

Welcome to the carnival

Nothing but each other's cheap amusement.
The rush you feel from from the rusty roller coaster.
The stomach flip from day old funnel cake.
The uncomfortable tension between a toothless carnie and a naive little girl.

All of it-- cheap and unsettling.

It's a ride I can't seem to get off of.

Marsupial

You give me the shivers
I'd swim up a river
To see that koala bear smile.
I'll face the commotion
And dive in the ocean
Give your nook a quick little trial

Mister, mister

My heart quakes for a view
Of purity, cleansed and untarnished
Judgments evaded
Vanished, persay
What deed was done for I
Returned
With the remaining strength
I am unswayed
But there's a light in you
Mister, mister

lacking motor skills

I packaged it with the nimbleness of a kindergartener
Edges slightly crumpled, opened and reopened from last second ideas
It came to me tonight
And I scrambled to put it together
I'm not sure why though
But maybe you'll like it

Untitled, a photo by neekaisweird on Flickr.

Put your makeup on,

Fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic city

How do you handle an uncertain future?