The UniverseIn you is the beauty of the entire universeAnd just like the universe, I'll spend an entirelifetime trying to discover new wonders that accompany you.Maybe I'll never discover them all, but even justa piece of you is enough to enchant me.-S.P
Whispers of DeceitYou said that our love would last foreverAnd that you'd lie to me neverI believed your every wordBecause your whispers of deceit I had not heard.-S.P
The Ocean and The ShoreYou were the oceanAnd I was the shoreOnce the tide goes out and makes its way back inMy love, we will meet again once more.-S.P
TwilightI was like the day and she was like the night.We spent our times waiting for each otherMeeting, in secret, only at twilight.-S.P
Lies"I love you", you said.Your words so empty and coldOnly because you were afraid to be old and alone.Now is that love my dear?Or only forced feelings out of fear?I fell for youBelieving your every word to be true.But then one day our "love" had run its courseAnd you had not even a single remorse.You had met someone elseAnd I hope that you don't tell lies to her as well.-S.P
ThiefYou stole my heartAnd left me with no choiceBut to steal yours too...-S.P
It Still HurtsI knew that it would hurtbut I never knew that it would hurt this bad.Your voice is like an old song that I had on repeatand loved, but now it's filled with so many painful memoriesthat I can't listen to it anymore.I had to throw away the old bed sheets because your smell stillclings to it like a frightened child does to its mother.And no matter how many times I wash it, it still smells like you.My hands burn every time somebody touches them because I can stillfeel the scars from when you last touched it; with a tear upon yourface as you left me without a home and displaced.Every morning I wake up and I feel the cold empty space beside memirroring the state of my heart and I fall apart all over again.-S.P
Falling in LoveThe thing about falling in love is thatsometimes there is no one there to catch you.-S.P
The MoonThe moonIt shows up for me night after nightAlthough sometimes it does seem to forget to visit meMaybe it too becomes tired of my company.-S.P
Stripping MeYou may take what you want from me,Be it my pride or dignity.You may throw insults at me,And burn the shredded pieces of my sanity.You may belittle me, as much as you want,If only to make your meager life worth living.---But even if you do all that...---No one will protect you when I pull you into the dark.No one will try to search for you, as my leather ropes tie you down.No one will hear your screams as metallic screws drive into your face,Etching an eternal smile, since you'll never leave this place..."Now then, my dear sweet James, shall we play our favourite game?"
I'd Rather Be DeadYou're always asking me if I had anything worth dying for.I'll pose the opposite to you and ask you this:"Why is it that you find life to be worth living?"Is it so interesting to go through each day feeling anxious?To the point that you feel nauseated enough to collapse.Is it so joyous to spend each night staring at a blank ceiling,Hearing the clock tick on toward morning,And yet you lie awake.Tired, but awake, emotionless, but awake...Do you truly get up each day, facing it with optimism.Or do you look at the news and the state of the world,And genuinely fear for your safety?Now, if you were me that you had asked my dear,I'd tell you quite honestly: That I'd rather be dead.At least I would not have to hear the white lie inside my head.That tomorrow will bring me a 'better' day...But of course, you are welcome to believe that.
You are someone's reason to liveShe had skin like a cactus-believing shecould only hurtanyone who gottoo close,forgetting thatinside,she held whatpeople neededmost.
collisionsi.it is dark, unfamiliar,but your fingers seek out his,and you know thenthat you are at homein his harmonyeven if justfor now.ii.hold him;he's incendiary, sure.a veritable (volatile)molotov cocktail ofnot-okaywatch as he emerges,ashen-limbed from a cocoon of youto entwine with the threadsthat hold you sane.iii.smoldering indolentcoal-flicker eyelidswant nothing more thanto hiss and steam;than to coolin your stillnessiv.redolent of broken-record risk-taking chances untilthere's nothing leftbut scratches and glitches in the wordworki mean woodwork,i mean, skin.but oh god, he loves youjust like this,like that,this way.v.this is a choice:you may destroy him,extinguish his flamesand half-bury him inthe ashy remnantsof his own conflagration but it's an impotent powerthat is granted, not taken.
i'd haunt you if you'd like.my hands are paralyzed and you're waiting for me to touch your face,but that doesn't really matter because i'd rather touch your souland if you close your eyes long enough i'll read you poetry as we lay atop the monkeybarsin this old and rusted parkyou can pretend to know the constellations and point them out to me and i'll tell you they're all beautiful, but nothing compared to youif i'm lucky you'll blush and laugh at me,tell me i say the dumbest things but deep down it'll register in your soul just how much i love youand i know they say you can only save yourself, but darling i swear if you'll just have the slightest bit of faith i'll save the fuck out of you or i'll destroy myself trying,because i honestly can't think of any other purpose for my lifeor what smidge of it i've been able to hold on to.
Hopeful HeartThe sky is pitch blackAnd so is my heartAfter all the painI went throughAfter all the effortFor a lost causeSo I look upLooking for a starA ray of lightTo guide me awayAway from this darkness inside my heart
The Last TimeLike the ink from my penMy blood spilled and with it I wrote about you,Vowing to myself that this would be the last time.And it was.-S.P