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I read a poem the other day about how our liver replaces itself after 5 months, our lungs after 3 weeks and our skin after 27 days I lau...
I miss you. I think I will always miss you.
My mother never sat me down to tell me that humans may run the world but they don’t own it; that they are the assistant managers to t...
If I told you How many times I’ve sat alone On the shower floor, I promise, You’d cry too.
I fell in love once. In fact, if I close my eyes I can still see the way he would dance. He had no rhythm and it was only for me.  He was so...
12 Things you should do if you love someone  1. Write them poetry even if it’s shitty. I don’t care if it’s fucking nonse...
How lovely would it be, To be the very first thing, On your lips each morning.
The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost. He was almost in love. She was almost good for him. He almost stopped her...
I’m not one to hold hands, but baby when you told me you wanted to die, I held your hand so tight that the bones in my wrist molded in...
do not fall in love with a poet we are mean we are vicious we will hurt you do not fall in love with a poet if you break our hearts we w...
Your voice is the only sound that calms the demons.
You and I were never meant to fall in love. We were like a lion and a wolf, similar in strengths, but opposite in worlds.
I craved her from the inside out to the edges of her soul. I craved the parts of her that she didn’t like. I loved those parts especia...
It’s come to the point where I’m not sure whether you pushed me off this cliff or if I jumped off the see if you’d be at the bottom to catch...
To my one day daughter; I know you’ll fall in love with a boy who will see through you and never quite look at you. I know you’...
Some people are born with tornados in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but ...
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I can not make my sadness & pain sound poetic or beautiful . I’m a horrible fucking mess and theres nothing beautiful about that.
I hope that when you see a happy couple in the street, I hope it hurts and you think of me.