Poetry and quote image archive.

in days i write for seas at edge bending to be rather than without you and i quake for rivers in tears i swallow like pride and your eyes digging into mine we bend to break to feel like rib cages around my heart which f…

I wrote you a song. You didn’t understand it for all of the screaming, yet that was the metaphor.

and i fall asleep between the floorboards of your heart wondering where we strayed from worlds apart like your hands around my thighs screaming in winds of pain between oceans and seas of our love we ice on cakes in mar…

Seeking divine enchantment is like seeking love in a laundry room. We’re spinning but nothing makes sense.

lingering on your lips to feel you again like fine wine and peace of mind with you in twine and i feel to grasp your might against mine pulling forth for a guiding light like wrong nights men who quite feel of air like …

it’s cold from the tar of his heart yet i still breathe as this falls apart

i slip on my tongue on a lie i’ve told myself a thousand times to be with or without abuse and cereal tense motions hundreds of emotions skipping on black and blue bruises of darkness like hips against bones broken in t…

I broke you to find you.

you die because it makes sense to us to be in depth with ones uncertainty of the aftermath and i’m feeling in tune with you like solid hues of breaks in beings and death between sheets where i once laid eyes on the back…

I still remember your hands on my thighs, the breeze in my ear, and the sullen sadness in the depth of your voice.