All that it is

I write bad poetry about love and life and things. If you're on here you probably know me, if not, welcome. If nothing else I hope you find words that speak to you

[lucyspoems]

When I’m with her I feel fireflies inside me, they bounce off my chest simply to remind me that my heartbeat is thunder and she is the lightning

JLR

[lucyspoems]

I wanted to know everything about her. I could listen to her talk to for hours and never get bored, every thing she said bolted right at me and created a ripple affect. And when she laughed the whole world seemed to disappear, I felt like I could sink into that moment. I didn’t pay a single thought to anything around me, it was just her and those blue eyes and the slight hint of her perfume. The only other thing I noticed was the blowing snow outside the window

[lucyspoems]

The moon hasn’t come out and the stars don’t shine and the light fades each day But you still have a place here on earth, it’s just finding it’s way through the clutter

If ever you feel lost and like the earth is crumbling beneath you and you want to scream out but have nowhere to shout think of me Though you struggle to seek your place amongst the clutter of your life as the darkness takesover and refuses the light remember your place in my heart and in my life Trace your fingers to my soul and it will give you all the light you need even if just for a few seconds

Call out my name and I will always answer I’m not afraid Let the waves in your bones settle in the waves of my sheets Let my voice take you away to a fareway place Let my fingers ease your pain as it creates constellations on your skin Sink into me when you can’t feel the light anymore I will carry your dark for as long as you need as it settles to a hum lost in the rythm of my heartbeats Sink into me and I will sink into you I will be the stars and I will be the moon all you have to do is say my name and I shall appear even on the cloudist of nights you can still reach out and I will pour my light into you

[lucyspoems]

Do something about your dreams, don’t let them rot in the bottom of your heart.

My heart is large and warm and I am not ashamed for where the warmth is there used to be storms the dark parts like to haunt me from time to time but I will not let them win 

Though my brain lacks motivation, stuck on procrastination, I remain a dreamer Come on, put your hands on your heart it’s beating so ferociously it wants out

It wants out to reach the ends of the universe to beat in other places

Don’t you know you’re here for a reason? You’ve got your mother’s love, it lives on through this heart, she lives on in there let it breathe the dreams you’ve dreamt for so long

This is not the time to hold back this is the time to rise Shout it out into the world you’ve got a planet for a heart you just need to reach for the rest of it’s stars

[lucyspoems]

They say not to make homes out of people People are not permanent places especially not for your heart People can leave and like a hurricane taking a house down they will blow right by before you can catch them and before you learn why But when she puts her arms around me I feel so safe like the world could be ending and I wouldn't take notice When I look into her eyes they feel like a landing place for my tired eyes and tired heart I've told her my deepest thoughts and stories that I dare would never tell any other soul they are now stored inside the drawers of heart Because I don't feel at home until I'm with her Her laugh echos throughout the hallway of my chest and it's the warmest welcoming sound Because on my worst days where the only thing I want to do is tuck myself into bed and away from the world I'd still rather be with her And when she tells me that darkness has settled around her I will wait patiently and I will love her even more Because I could drown myself in her voice, there is no sweeter sound I know that this is worth the risk A house is not a home until it is filled with love And when we're tangled around each other I can feel love everywhere Every single inch Who said home had to be build with walls and filled with furniture They can be two eyes and a heartbeat and they make you feel like the world It's worth the risk

[lucyspoems]

I feel you I fear for you my heart frantically beats in a feverish heat as you forcefully feat on through this fragile feast we call life Everyday you fight, you defeat, frightfully but fixated on the light Like a firefly flying in the night unaware and fumbling trying to find fate with faith not sure of its own flame flickering in the dark Find it, feel it, fear it, And forgive It may be dim but it never goes out you will taste the flavors of life once again Find it, feel it, fear it, And forgive

[lucyspoems]

“Speak up” are words people have always told me Though my words may be quiet my heart is loud “Grow a backbone” they say I never learned that no was an acceptable answer to people’s requests Yes is all I’ve ever known Too polite, too kind, shy eyes, shy words I need to grow out of these old bones I don’t want to just be known as the quiet girl There’s a galaxy inside of me and all my words are bubbling up I can be scary if I want to be I am not prey I am a predator to all the ones who said I needed to speak up to smile more to act more like them I am here and my heart is loud Do you hear it? Are you scared now?

[lucyspoems]

There are sunsets in my soul I feel them you’ve painted them inside me I’ve never felt this warmth before but I feel the brushstrokes of your fingertips this painting is alive as I breathe all the colours stir inside me I feel the yellow of your laughter the pink of your kisses the orange of your sweetness the red of your mysteries and the consistency of every detail the tinge and glow dancing around my heart I’ve only seen sunsets But I don’t have to wait for dusk to feel one

[lucyspoems]

And honey I know that this earth doesn’t hold your soul enough at times That you feel at any moment you could walk off the edge and into the abyss That you think the stars are calling your name and you find comfort in knowing that black holes exist That your world has gone dark and it’s getting harder each day to see the light But darling the light lives inside you and everything you touch I can only hold your hand and guide you for so long This is your own journey But you don’t have to be alone Fires dance inside you Not around you You have enough warmth to keep the fires going To hold your soul to keep your heart alive You keep baring those teeth to the ones who want to dim your fires You are enough This world is big enough for your soul The stars are there to guide your heart not to surrender to You have too much light for black holes and the abyss to take you Let the fires light up your path Let your beating heart be your never ending drum With each beat you breathe there is a rhythm You just have to listen It sings a song for you And it’s up to you to keep the song alive

[lucyspoems]

Grief lives underneath my skin Leaking out unexpectedly Pouring over the good things and melting them away People say that it will fade that I won’t flinch no more when I hear her name But I still do I still do I cannot patch the holes up quick enough they always come undone This grief keeps me trapped in place as I’m reminded of the day where I heard the words and my world went still Everything around was static White noise Let go they say But the memories leak out All my regrets still leave me haunted I feel like tearing through my skin To release the ghosts of sin Death does terrible things It carves holes And leaves you stranded And I’ve never been good at letting things go I remember I remember I remember Too much they say This static doesn’t want to leave These ghosts have made their homes in my bones

[lucyspoems]

Like a walking daydream you came Blue eyes and starry eyed into my life Such a gorgeous, precious thing You hurricane girl You shook me up, you shake my world and yet you make me whole The storms are inevitable but I was never the one for constant sunshine days Fairy dust, eyelids shut, spotted freckled shoulders, Bare your teeth some more, I’m not afraid of all that stirs inside you I’ll follow you through it all my sweet tooth girl I’ll be there to catch you when you fall You’re a mountain my love and I never want to stop climbing You’re my daydream come true I’ll never shut my eyes if it means missing a second of you

[lucyspoems]

Fingers tracing skin, Legs and arms intertwined, Lazy kisses and smiles and laughter Warm and still these moments are, Effortless and small, But it is in these moments I wish that I could sink into, To breathe in lung fulls of these moments and so many more with you before they run out before I find myself lost without them To find a crevice to hide these blissful days, To take each and every minute and stretch them out into the stars so each minute becomes infinite, infinite moments, Infinite you These moments, so small and so often, But every moment with you feels too precious, I feel I have to save them, stuff them into my pockets, Lock them into my heart, Throw the key into the sea, So that moments like these will be trapped inside me, And the moments without you, I can find the crevice where I hid our days, And look to the stars to see our minutes together passed in every way, To unlock my heart and have these moments pour out and warm my soul, Even on the coldest darkest days, I’ll always have something warm to hold

[lucyspoems]

All my poetry, it wouldn’t be enough. Not 6,265 messy, edited and non-edited poems would be enough. I could try and write these words that are stuck in my throat and trapped in my heart and write them using the stars and it still wouldn’t be enough. I could stand in the middle of the largest open field with no one around for miles and it wouldn’t be enough because nothing would come out of my mouth, because my words are messier than my writing, and you can’t take classes to perfect the way you speak and the way the words pour out of your mouth. So I’ll stick to paper and to spilling my thoughts and my words using black ink. But it won’t be enough. I can promise you that. My poems and my words are such a part of me now, they stick to me like glue, like sticky sweaty sunshine in the middle of the day when my head is supposed to be clear and at bay but it fills with ink and poems astray, so many words drifting, trying to find their match, lost along what I should be thinking about like afternoon meetings, and money, and responsibilities, and if I should wear this outfit or that, or how many phone calls I have to make and instead these words come up like bubbles that I can never pop. All these bubbles would fill up and up and up until my head would be full of metaphors and similes and all, and it still wouldn’t be enough.