boys

these boys are just gluttonous, filthy and chaotic. laughing like maniacs, who think that they’ve got it. rulers of the world, they think to be, but the real kingdom is hiding in me.

11.40

im struggling to remind myself that its all just a fantasy and it makes it so much fucking worse that ill never be who you want me to be.

10/8

I don’t mind staining my desk with water, even if it means I don’t get to eat dinner with you. I don’t mind saying I love you, even if you don’t seem to hear when I do. I don’t mind having a father, even if he did miss out on more moments than few.

mermaid.

I drip just like the faucet of the shower in the bathroom down the hall. I spent most of my days there, sitting in the water surrounded by cold porcelain. I’d pretend I was a mermaid, and that I could breathe underwater. When I was a little girl, it was just that, instinct. When I … More mermaid.

10/7

I don’t like to talk about it much, because I feel someone would tell me I was wrong, and I’d believe them.

dear king,

dear king, i bet it feels good to be high on the throne, loving these girls, who write you like their own. trying to save you, trying to savor you. trying to devour you. holy and sculpted, divine ribs, insulted, by little girls who think, they can make way to your heart.

9/26

i threw up my arms, and you swarmed bees with sadness. you threw up your smile, and feelings you cant harness. i paraded my talents she was still on your mind.

cotton

i like this girl with a soul like cotton. shes soft and pink, all around harmless. shes happy, and pure, and has eyes like a rabbits. with dark locks like black licorice, the kind that twirls between my tongue. i like this girl with a soul like cotton, but she will always get me wrong, … More cotton

twice

i hate the way you look at me. i hate the way you look at me as if i was the one who hurt you. i hate feeling like i owe you something. i hate that all these words spill out of my fingertips from that one glance you gave me. i hate the way … More twice

GOD

God is within ourselves. We all have the power to be powerful. We all have the ability to love. We all have the passion to grow. We all have the voice to be inspiring. God is within ourselves, and sometimes all it takes to find him, is putting down the book, and writing your own.