A feel good complex. its all Artificial

i wish you were here

in his hands he holds me

wear me like cheap perfume and mind games. my scent on your skin

ignore the danger signs. he pulls you towards him

smoke like help signals or warning signs. your escape

Im going technicolour in time to see the sunrise

babys never been so perfect.

we keep it alive without living

win or lose she wont come back

he moves like liquid, to quench you're thirst or drown yourself in

the pucker of her lips leaves you feeling bitter

there's something a little stronger than yourself that wants to break you apart

some people are just born with tradgedy in their blood

breaking myself down to nothing

he leaves her frozen & dissapointed

she's in love with the tune of something better

kissing you is poetry & paperc.u.ts

i watch the boy burn away his fingerprints

use her baby she doesnt leave carbon footprints

Some of us can never keep it together, most of us are falling apart. She tears like tissue in your hands

he sings songs of revolutions & gunshot symphonies giving words to his own tragedy’s & writing out your world. your heart b.e.a.t.s for him

I was just caught living inbetween breaths & blinks & butterfl.i.e.s

you predict your own demise in the reflection of his eyes. i hang myself on another stolen glance

landmines under your feet she's just so out of bounds

slick hair and sold salvations but they never offered to save you.

every shot brings you down.

your hands are open invitations, mine are filled with old mistakes

it e.n.ds like this

pinned to the wall you read me black and blue

because baby, i couldn't erase you if i tried

you never really had time to breathe

collection about her & how i got my heart broken.theres something so beautifully ironic that you held my hand as you watched me fall femmeslash

and why you said 'i love you'

theres a price tag on my palm & a barcode on my neck. honey they're just over stocked this year of people like us

your a new kind of u.n.d.e.f.i.n.a.b.l.e

[femmeslash] She’s standing there, grinning like the Cheshire cat in a little red dress. Perfection incarnate. And already I'm regretting running right back at her feet.

You pain me & I paint you, but somehow it just seems to work out in thatFucked up, perfect sense of ‘I wish I was anywhere else but here.’

your hiding all of the ‘happily ever afters’ you never got that far anywayleaving damsels in distress and jack with the giants

im back at your feet again

honey those shoes could walk you away, but you're glued against the pavement.

COLLECTION Poems from long ago..The world it has no answers, no meaning and no truths But just pretend, just pretend is what they’re saying to the youths

She can paint me beautiful, but there are no “I love you’s” in her poetry she doesnt belive in writing fiction

and its you

the Dorothy complex. but at least she got to wake up

i talk in quotations and colour my nails with sharpie, laughing between my tears like our generation does so well

i pull out tarot cards and read the paper backwards just looking for answers

drinking up disney and turning it tragic like a new kind of b e a u t i f u l. mascara tears and red bracelets on your wrists

your glass is always empty and you just drained mine. the bad boy never looked so good.

story book love is so cliche ff

Tell me who you’re foolingWith black leather boots and kohl rimmed eyes

i never really was the righ kind of hero [femmeslash]

angsty teenage cliche when you thought there was love but it wasnt there rr

In life we sometimes need to feel vulnerable, need to stand there with no walls, no barriers, just to feel alive. rr

a letter written in the passenger seat of a car that drives me further away from you

ff The vodka in my glass tastes a lot like l o v e in a place like this, rr

I felt like a celebrity stalker, like i was lost in the limelight of her smile & the sparkle in her eyes and all I wanted was to take her photo & her autograph & then step back & let her walk away from me. Because that’s all I really deserved anyway. ff