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This is the poetry that I write. I feel no need to hide anything from the anonymous internet.
Oops.
Your lips brush mine with a sweetness of candy,
And Im taken.
No longer am I standing where I was, but floating heavenly above myself
With adrenaline pumping heat through my very being,
And into my face, blood takes its place,
And I apologize for inhaling your face.
ANTHEM
Im the kind of person that would set a flame a crucifix
And get my senior pictures taken in a cemetery
With my hand on my chin and a curious grin
I think its funny cause I really dont care.
Ill listen to death metal, Ill listen to rap
But any other stuff that isnt rock or punk is crap.
I stand firm to opinions, I will not change my mind,
And sometimes, though, but very few, Ill find one of my kind.
The divinity of your touch astounding,
My feelings quickly back rebounding,
Missing you much, your careful caress,
And I wouldnt trade it for anything less.
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MINE part 1. You are mine, I am swearing.
Never sharing, always caring,
And not minding all the staring,
Smile wearing,
Mine.
Torrential Tears I write to nullify the pain,
Despair.
My creative outlet through my psyche,
Don’t dare compare.
Torrential tears remove
The happiness from my eyes
It feels nice,
"One size fits all".
And I know in my self that
My other will break my fall.
All stored up depression,
Regression,
Seeps through the paper from pen,
Liquid aggression.
"God Speed."
Thinking too much,
Numb from the brain up,
Wishing, watching, waiting
To wake up,
Wipe at my make up,
Smile at the silliness of my feelings,
Stop the real things.
SMILE, they like it.
Happiness In a relationship of mutual love and emotion
I have never been.
Now having had the true experience, I realize that
You inevitably win.
Knowing we were brought together to love eachother
By true fate,
To see your face once more in person I can
Hardly wait.
Mere poetry of mine could never measure to your
Heartfelt love,
And never in a million years will I have ever
had enough.
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