Monday, July 24, 2017

Maybe time will tell
what my heart can't

Or maybe
my head is deaf
and all I ever hear is the sound of the night
and all I ever know is the feeling of someone



Monday, July 17, 2017

Nights

Some nights
I feel arms wrapped around me
and then I think of you
but I don't even know who you are

Come find me.

Friday, July 14, 2017

I don't want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards and
I'll do mine

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore


I can't believe I once thought you were out of my league... Well, that was a year ago. And that was before I was a whore.