Sunday, May 15, 2011

Would you rather date a lot of different people, or be in a committed relationship?

Would you rather date a lot of different people, or be in a committed relationship?

Answer here

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Cold Panic.

There is a blackness here.
Haunting the ceiling.
Breathing in the shadows and exhaling black.

There is a panic here - filling all the windows.
Masking the air with cold sweat.

A black blackness. Ebb and flow.
Glittered heartache and bleached bones.
Take it upon yourself to tear me apart.

rip my nails from these broken hands.
Slit my throat and bleed me out.

I’m falling and it feels just like dying used to.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

She rode a pure white horse.

She bleached her hair

and coloured her eyes black

she cut her legs and bled to death.

She dreamed of light but drowned in sorrow.

Took a knife to herself and force fed her mind.

Full to bursting - unable to contain

she cried into her broken wrists
sobbed through broken ribs
broken stone upon broken stone pavings paved.

She cut her legs and bled to death.

Remained, yours.

I know that you're reading this. I know that these words have reached you and touched that piece inside of you that remains mine always.

I know this because I know everything there is to know about you.
I have lived your life - stood by you step by step and breathed every breath that has passed though your lungs - your tongue, your lips. I have pushed every white strand of hair from your face to clear your eyes. I have kissed every tear, tumbling down your face and caught them in the very hands that kept you and held you and never let you down. I have remained, always and forever, yours.

I want you to know that I love you - wherever you are. Through clouds and soil and the bend as the wind passes through the trees with the sweetest touch - I love you.

You are the hour hand on the clock that never stops - constant and flowing. You are the sun that rises on me - the moon that watches me when I sleep. You are the purest light and darkest night. You are the reason for being. The blood in my veins.

You are my everything and my anything.
You are the reason I live and the reason I die.
The reason I am a better person and the reason that you are so far away.

Know this, with everything you have - when it is too dark around the edges, time is smashing down your walls and every crack in every sidewalk of every street you walk down weighs heavy on you. When no one can hear you scream and your chest feels like it will explode with the pain and sorrow. Stop. Close your eyes and feel me breathe in to your lungs. Feel the lightness enter your body and know that wherever you are - I will always bring you back to life. My one true love.

Breaking White.

I'm ocean deep - lick the salt from my skin
Taste the pain on reflection
Blinding light. Breaking White.

A mere distance coupled by the years
An isolated rumble and clouds coalesce
Take me apart.

Seize a breath and go under
Walkways and fluorescent lights
Burning your eyes
Mugging your skin.

You've awoken me.

Breathe in the salty sea.
Breathe in and taste me.

Heat. Salt.

I’m violent.
In tears and words and heartfelt hate.

I’ll crack your bones.
Grind them with my teeth and tainted breath.

Cracking the foundation.
Water and sand.
Molten Lava.

I’m going to bury you. Bury you alive.

If I’m not too busy catching my breath.


You can build the stone.
Rusty cogs.
Pack it with Earth and Dirt and Reddened Mud.

Make it strong, stronger still.

Make it mine. Make it fast.
Fast and faster still.

I’m losing consciousness. Unconscious with this.
Blind to the dark. Flowing inside. Pouring and heavy.
Push it in and strain yourself.
Struggle for breath.

You’re falling apart with this.
Bending to broken.

Out of time and suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.
And Suicide.

Fuck your Maudlin Heart.