Too Pretty to be Lonely

his bed's a mess
a collectedness of
all his sad blue dreams
his jeans are ripped
his smile infectious 
to every girl he meets

he's too pretty to be lonely

his guitar is his friend
he sinks his sin
on pages full of ink
nothing he can't say
no one he can't reach

his kiss is yours
his goodbye swallows you
his eyes are sad
but he's not looking for a queen

he's too pretty to be lonely

he'll never need you
be that weak for you
he's not ready to bleed that deep
his hands a prayer
but he don't pray
music's his love
he'll never hold you that way

he's too pretty to be lonely

he is summer, burning your skin
he'll break the rules
he knows when to fly 

 

some boys

some boys play in sunshine
good things slip into their hands
easily, greedily accepted
they never feel the rain
now you
use your skin as a canvas
honoring the savage poetry that
built you
it will never look natural to your father
but you're not up to pleasing
today's judgement

some boys are
starving boys for just a glance
sick from the unloving monsters
that will never love them whole
aching eyes that never rest
young weary shoulders
for your sky is bent and dirt red
a drier unkind flame
and the lack that punishes your hands
has stolen from your heart
not one thing

some boys hide behind
a pseudonym
and kiss lips that should
never belong to them
but you are busy packing dreams
into your piano
cause you crave music like its food
sadness is never lost on you


This is a poem from my book Sad Romantics and I thought why not share it here :)
I don't want to leave a bunch of poetry or writings of mine in a drawer or even in a book somewhere that no one ever reads so I'm going to share all I can here. If you like anything of mine drop me a comment let me know and if you add me to your circles then I'll add you to mine circles as well.

claustrophobic

my best friends forever flew away like birds
and I became to them as if I never were

repeating tracks of "everybody hurts"
entertains the sadness and it's amazing
how deep I want to go
until the pain trickles into a grainy web
a blurring kind of mind snow

but the music that once devoured me
and killed the aches of my days
is now just too sad to play

and when I'm lonely I say I'm not
cause I don't want you to come down
beneath the ceiling where I lay
where everything's too loud
and the darkness never fades

I have so much of all I thought
I ever wanted
but too much freedom
makes me feel claustrophobic

Union

soft confines of darkness sweeps our room
our shadows softly mingle in
passion I feel for splendor is almost violent

my eyes weep, my flesh too human
my love for him too woman

the dirty streets have been neglected
from our lack of dancing
slender hands reach for the sky
and mouths open to swallow stars

smiles wearing nudity
hearts unearthed beat most vibrant
love has swollen
and crashes like new waves to shore

our midnight passes through too rapidly
but not before we rest the darkness deep
and kisses exile the sadness from our eyes

starlight will burn the nocturnal expectations
into ashes and we'll collapse with delirium
of June breath and cross our fingers
while we reorganize the stars our union
chose to scatter

Girls

I'm just a girl
could be your age or any age
we're all girls even at ninety or so I think
we want to be pretty
we want to be loved and held precious
next to a heart that beats in sync with our own
a heart that knows us so well that circumstance
wouldn't dare to alter it

we just want to belong
to have deep meaningful conversations
allowing you a glimpse of the girl
we don't have to try to be
we are not always patient, friendly or forgiving
we just want to wrap our hands around the world
and claim a small piece of it for ourselves

we get loud
sometimes self destruct
we get sad
don't always know why
no one can tell us how or when to cry
we hold hands with our girlfriends and
commiserate
midnight shakes with the secrets we vow to keep
we go through vibrant, violent aching heartbreak
we are dreaming girls

we'll share our lipstick, clothing, memories
glitter and bedrooms
never our boyfriends or lovers
real girls know this
but we'd swim in dirty rivers for one another

we are a little bit of war wrapped up inside all that
love

abyss

lonely rooms
defunct water spigots
bright lights blind
and bedside rugs wear threadbare
from honest humble prayers
the get up and go of all that will leave
well that's a sure thing
unloved, beautiful, forgotten people
replaced by monetary, pretty, plastic things
doesn't mean they don't exist
buried but still breathing
kisses intended for loving
lips confessing
leaving dark prints on paper cups
by bathroom sinks
night life drifting
burning despair
here everything but love
catches on fire
sighs and music
2 am forced dreams sink into ethers
of a nowhere blue
where they only know how to wear
darkness
happy to break all the rules
and sink into the abyss
where all you do is feel