#poeticsnow

[poetic-snow]

To die knowing I did the right thing

[poetic-snow]

You tell me I look sad

I smile and say I just slept bad

You know me

Like I know you

And I wish my thoughts could be true

You look into my eyes

And I wish me something you despise

You’re married, what am I thinking

But in all of this, I don’t care about sinking

I’m just flying higher and higher

And my only wish

Is for you to catch fire.

[poetic-snow]

I did really good

But you weren’t around to see it —

I know you miss me.

me

you no longer

can call your own.

I was so young

When you pierced

my lungs,

By letters

Not written by your hand

Your hungry hands keep digging dirt.

I despise the way I let you in

Never invited, still you left sin

I know God knows my love

Sees it all from high above.

You were bad.

I was sad.

Differences I didn’t know we had.

Your words

don’t sound the

same anymore.

You didn’t break my heart,

You didn’t touch my soul,

And I know I left a hole.

[poetic-snow]

It’s weird not wanting to die anymore.

Suddenly I wake up and try

so much More.

Everything seems to repeat

But in a strange way,

Im glad I don’t lay in a casket so deep.

Forgotten and rotten.

The devil inside me,

I once named my truth,

Tells me I have wasted my youth.

But I still have

Still have

So much More

Inside of me.

We can’t look for the past

If tomorrow is what’s in store.

Can’t linger

Forever

At your nostalgia’s door.

[poetic-snow]

Everything we see or seem,

Is but a dream, within a dream

We tell ourselves death is near.

When our mind

is the only thing to fear;

Let your child,

Let it run and roam

The world until seafoam.

In a Dream i was married

and held a soul dear in my arms.

Contentment on eternal sand,

I swim and swim until I don’t see land

Im free in myself,

When I’m lost in the world

I feel at home,

When I’m in another one’s coat.

Don’t eat from a tree,

you didn’t see grow.

Let no one be close

Who didn’t see when you

got low.

[poetic-snow]

I hate loosing things

Not people particularly,

But small

Seemingly

Meaningless

Things

I will forget about in two days

I hate loosing

When it reminds

Me

Of loosing myself

Part after part

Earring after another

It slips away

And I wonder to myself

Have I forgotten

Have I not taken enough care

And they

just disappear.

[poetic-snow]

I know

None of my poems are happy

None of the should rhyme

follow a scheme

A pattern

A line

But I can’t stop

It sounds so bad

knowing something’s off with a word

Maybe it’s the spelling

Or maybe it’s a little

blurred.

My memories rise like tide

And my feelings flood

The boat where to myself,

I lied.

I thought I shot

The feeling, the moment, the spot

Watched it rot

Yet here I am with this guilt

Tied to the ground in knots

You don’t know it’s cold when you’ve never burned

Think it’s okay

To hurt.

Yet love’s still an arrow

And blood looks like love

Painted roses - red with what ?

Thorns of desire

Splinters of lust

Endless cuts —

Carried away

Sensuality shouldn’t come before the mood

When fall comes — love has no root.

Carelessly we do what we do

Crying

did she hate

And hate

you ?

Men conquer and call it devotion

Yet here she cries on top of this ocean

[poetic-snow]

sometimes our toothbrushes kiss

A feeling

So easy to miss

Lying on the same mattress

Inches apart

Simple, yet so intimate.

You talk like you’re the voice in my head

The body beside me in bed.

The sky is grey and fall came

The comfort I can’t name.