Sometimes, my poetic side can be a fault. by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
Sometimes, my poetic side can be a fault.
Everything is rainbows and butterflies and symphonies.
& in my head, I know that none of that happens to you when you look at me.
Sometimes it doesn’t matter.
& then sometimes, just once, I wish for poetry.
So that I don’t feel so alone, engulfed in my feelings.
It’s beautiful and painful.
I want it all the time and not at all.
What good is poetry when there is no one who understands it?
I’m speaking Latin and you only understand German.
You don’t know that I write about you.
You don’t know that I feel like I have been drinking gasoline since the day we met and now you have fed me the match.
I’m on fi
I’m drinking sunsets
passive, but aggressive.
suitors who never fit the bill
Can you tell me what I was looking for?
or rather Who?
Take the L?
not I.
& I’m stingy with mine.
fall into me
i’ll wait
i’ll sing you songs
Lust is Easy.
i acquire
You can use these words against me.
Know me.
Dig a little deeper,
I’m never quite what I seem.
Peel back the layers
& Climb into my dreams
I’ll know it,
when you invade my head space
Creating highs, no medication.
Forcing me into meditation.
I’ll lose my cool
You’ll know when I write about it
You might know before I do.
You are like ice cold water when it is 110 degrees.
Exactly what I needed at just the right time.
& you don’t even know.
& you speak in poetry
you remind me that I am not the only one.
I am trying to hold my composure
as I watch you get closer
& do you know, it’s very dangerous to get comfortable
My one foot firmly planted on the outside of the door
I have a million & one contingency plans,
I have one default emotion:
Anxious.
because, “what if I’m too intense?
Crazy they call it.
I prefer passionate.”
That is how you should love.
with no training wheels, no safety gear, and no fea
The visuals:
I sit and watch
as people throw stones at the glass around me
i seem unbothered, used to it…
everything was already shattered
why cry now?
i sit in the ruins.
Another scene,
I sit on a window sill,
in a corner of my edge of the world,
alone.
I look up at the stars,
a lonely sort of peacefulness.
I wanted to share the world,
my world,
with someone…
I’m seeing now…I might not be meant for that.
No use in crying over things that repeat.
I know where to find unconditional love,
your child,
the eyes of your beloved pet dog,
I know not anything more than that.
Except, that wanting is dange
first off,
I want to say that I am empty,
you can only bleed out so much.
I still want (you) here
but I will not kick, scream, or cry…
because I know my worth.
I am worthy of love
though I may never find it.
It may never find me.
I am either stone-faced,
unblinking & seemingly unmoved
or joking about getting revenge on those
who dared to evoke some emotion from me
You see, I have a void
& the more I try to fill it,
the bigger it gets.
This is my last effort,
& then I’m calling it quits.
I have fallen so many times
that all 206 of my bones are broken
because no one has ever caught me.
I am stitched
Can I just paint you a picture? by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
Can I just paint you a picture?
Dark and fumbling
Somehow you are certain
Blind eyes, hands, lips,
your chest, my chest
I hear your voice dance around in my head
even when you’re gone
& you said those words
probably for fun
but it’s all I can hear now
faith is not something I’m accustomed to
I’m sorry I am not that blind
as you pull me in
i’m following because it’s better than nothing
i know what i said
no settling
but with you, it doesn’t seem like I am
we reach higher heights than I’ve ever known
lights on, lights off
over and over and over.
until i can no longer breathe
I think perhaps the saddest thing about me is that by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
I think perhaps the saddest thing about me is that
I've always been willing to give others the world,
But never considered giving it to myself.
I drained my happiness to put color in someone else’s cheeks and life in someone else’s eyes.
And then they left and I became hollow.
I’m slowly filling up,
But of something different.
Sometimes I’m full of acid, and I’m harsh.
Other times I’m full of butterflies and panic.
Then there are the beautiful times that I am full of flowers and I remember that I can be happy without someone else’s presence filling up my space.
I can love myself, and that is all the love I need.
Had a dream last night by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
Had a dream last night
that I was drunk and stumbling
with you
& I told you I loved you
& then sobered up a little and took it back
Like, “I mean, I don’t love you, but I love you, ya know?”
& then I woke up and it’s all I can think about.
the riff of your guitar,
pulling me closer.
give me another night.
more clouded judgement.
forget about it all,
just fall...
you won't remember this in the morning,
but i will.
give me another reason to stay.
more forbidden kisses,
more forgotten wishes.
Have you forgotten what this is?
draw me in, push me back.
I'm not leaving alone tonight
that twinkle in your eyes,
bright as the stars in the sky.
give me tonight.
More clouded judgement.
As my feet hit the pavement,
and the cool night air blows my hair...
"you're coming with me, right?"
Even though there's this crazy passion,
i fear the passing.
Will you be here in t
Sometimes, my poetic side can be a fault. by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
Sometimes, my poetic side can be a fault.
Everything is rainbows and butterflies and symphonies.
& in my head, I know that none of that happens to you when you look at me.
Sometimes it doesn’t matter.
& then sometimes, just once, I wish for poetry.
So that I don’t feel so alone, engulfed in my feelings.
It’s beautiful and painful.
I want it all the time and not at all.
What good is poetry when there is no one who understands it?
I’m speaking Latin and you only understand German.
You don’t know that I write about you.
You don’t know that I feel like I have been drinking gasoline since the day we met and now you have fed me the match.
I’m on fi
I’m drinking sunsets
passive, but aggressive.
suitors who never fit the bill
Can you tell me what I was looking for?
or rather Who?
Take the L?
not I.
& I’m stingy with mine.
fall into me
i’ll wait
i’ll sing you songs
Lust is Easy.
i acquire
You can use these words against me.
Know me.
Dig a little deeper,
I’m never quite what I seem.
Peel back the layers
& Climb into my dreams
I’ll know it,
when you invade my head space
Creating highs, no medication.
Forcing me into meditation.
I’ll lose my cool
You’ll know when I write about it
You might know before I do.
You are like ice cold water when it is 110 degrees.
Exactly what I needed at just the right time.
& you don’t even know.
& you speak in poetry
you remind me that I am not the only one.
I am trying to hold my composure
as I watch you get closer
& do you know, it’s very dangerous to get comfortable
My one foot firmly planted on the outside of the door
I have a million & one contingency plans,
I have one default emotion:
Anxious.
because, “what if I’m too intense?
Crazy they call it.
I prefer passionate.”
That is how you should love.
with no training wheels, no safety gear, and no fea
The visuals:
I sit and watch
as people throw stones at the glass around me
i seem unbothered, used to it…
everything was already shattered
why cry now?
i sit in the ruins.
Another scene,
I sit on a window sill,
in a corner of my edge of the world,
alone.
I look up at the stars,
a lonely sort of peacefulness.
I wanted to share the world,
my world,
with someone…
I’m seeing now…I might not be meant for that.
No use in crying over things that repeat.
I know where to find unconditional love,
your child,
the eyes of your beloved pet dog,
I know not anything more than that.
Except, that wanting is dange
first off,
I want to say that I am empty,
you can only bleed out so much.
I still want (you) here
but I will not kick, scream, or cry…
because I know my worth.
I am worthy of love
though I may never find it.
It may never find me.
I am either stone-faced,
unblinking & seemingly unmoved
or joking about getting revenge on those
who dared to evoke some emotion from me
You see, I have a void
& the more I try to fill it,
the bigger it gets.
This is my last effort,
& then I’m calling it quits.
I have fallen so many times
that all 206 of my bones are broken
because no one has ever caught me.
I am stitched
Can I just paint you a picture? by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
Can I just paint you a picture?
Dark and fumbling
Somehow you are certain
Blind eyes, hands, lips,
your chest, my chest
I hear your voice dance around in my head
even when you’re gone
& you said those words
probably for fun
but it’s all I can hear now
faith is not something I’m accustomed to
I’m sorry I am not that blind
as you pull me in
i’m following because it’s better than nothing
i know what i said
no settling
but with you, it doesn’t seem like I am
we reach higher heights than I’ve ever known
lights on, lights off
over and over and over.
until i can no longer breathe
I think perhaps the saddest thing about me is that by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
I think perhaps the saddest thing about me is that
I've always been willing to give others the world,
But never considered giving it to myself.
I drained my happiness to put color in someone else’s cheeks and life in someone else’s eyes.
And then they left and I became hollow.
I’m slowly filling up,
But of something different.
Sometimes I’m full of acid, and I’m harsh.
Other times I’m full of butterflies and panic.
Then there are the beautiful times that I am full of flowers and I remember that I can be happy without someone else’s presence filling up my space.
I can love myself, and that is all the love I need.
Had a dream last night by xxlindalovexx, literature
Literature
Had a dream last night
that I was drunk and stumbling
with you
& I told you I loved you
& then sobered up a little and took it back
Like, “I mean, I don’t love you, but I love you, ya know?”
& then I woke up and it’s all I can think about.
I'm watching the walls crumble.
Over obstacles I seem to stumble.
I actually feel kinda irate,
But I will not fall to her bait.
She ruined everything, so much,
Ruined my taste, even touch.
I have lost, failed at everything,
Now, I wish to not do anything.
I can't fight back, can't try,
Jail is not worth her obtuse lie.
And now he's gone too, goodbye.
There's another that never comes around,
And some news leveled me to the ground.
Again more comes crashing, crushing.
My mind, moving so fast, buzzing.
I can't even describe all that I feel,
It's hard to believe all of this is real.
But it is, all of this is happening.
And all o
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I Remember Her
Hey, I know her.
I remember.
She's the one I tormented, bullied.
I never thought
I thought she'd be fine.
Hey, I know her.
I remember.
She's the one I watched.
I watched come apart at the seams
I thought she'd be fine
Hey I know her.
I remember.
She was my friend, was.
She started to change, so I didn't
I thought she'd be fine.
Hey, I know her.
No need to remember.
She is my friend.
I tried to help
I thought she'd be fine.
Hey, I know her, so familiar.
Can't remember?
She's the one holding a gun.
Killing myself
I thought I'd be fine.
It's quite lonely out here
Without your voice whispering sweet nothings,
Without your smile that even the sun would envy;
Yes, it's really lonely, dear.
I hoped you'd never find out
Why my DNA matches yours perfectly, ribbons of the rainbow,
Why my heart would be the only one your soul would accept;
I hoped you'd forever stay.
There's a cloud on my sky,
A drop of je ne croix pas, the beginning of a riot
That silently forms on my perfect blue heaven;
It's going to rain soon.
I found your letters yesterday
While cleaning under the roof we shared for maybe too long,
You hid them in my closet, you smart man, I never would have guess
The videos are kinda rough, I was nervous lol but here:
Frank Ocean's "Thinking About You" cover -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WulKxiZdzA
Corinne Bailey Rae's "Seasons Change" -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLrUPLIJb3o&feature=related
Also, follow me on tumblr, champagnexstrawberrykisses.tumblr.com
i am on fire.
not literally, but you get what i mean.
:)
i won't say nothing can bring me down
because obviously you know what will happen.
but i'll enjoy this while it lasts.
if nirvana is anything like this,
i can't wait to reach it.