Um.. poems... I'm feelin' kinda chubby.
I'm not great with this kinda stuff.. but uh, heres some stuff I've written down recently.
Scream your secrets between the raindrops as they scatter across the surface of the lake.
(the ripples will never tell a soul)
The unresponsive echoes chase your innermost thoughts around the endless expanses of
reflected skies.
Last shared moments
first forever goodbyes
The lock cannot be broken
between these chained together eyes.
he knows. she knows.
So tell it to the water.
It never speaks.
Never tells.
Never lies.
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Crash to the shore
but not the waves.
no, clearly not.
the water remains still.
It's you, girl.
you can't fix it.
throw it away.
watch it splash.
and leave.
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Unintentional sympathy
seeing without a glance
how do you know me?
you sympathetic fuck.
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(I have no idea what the hell this one is. yesterday at 2 am, i reached for my book and this came out of the pencil. I didn't even think as i was writing it. i don't know what it means, i don't know if it's reflective of anything. no frigging clue. i barely remember writing it.)
Can you characterize the meaning of this?
no. Nor can I.
This carriage of sadness
and feelings of emptiness
fill the page
spilled thoughts like ink
stain my skin.
Scream your secrets between the raindrops as they scatter across the surface of the lake.
(the ripples will never tell a soul)
The unresponsive echoes chase your innermost thoughts around the endless expanses of
reflected skies.
Last shared moments
first forever goodbyes
The lock cannot be broken
between these chained together eyes.
he knows. she knows.
So tell it to the water.
It never speaks.
Never tells.
Never lies.
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Crash to the shore
but not the waves.
no, clearly not.
the water remains still.
It's you, girl.
you can't fix it.
throw it away.
watch it splash.
and leave.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Unintentional sympathy
seeing without a glance
how do you know me?
you sympathetic fuck.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
(I have no idea what the hell this one is. yesterday at 2 am, i reached for my book and this came out of the pencil. I didn't even think as i was writing it. i don't know what it means, i don't know if it's reflective of anything. no frigging clue. i barely remember writing it.)
Can you characterize the meaning of this?
no. Nor can I.
This carriage of sadness
and feelings of emptiness
fill the page
spilled thoughts like ink
stain my skin.