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poet, musician, and literature enthusiast. I live in New York City. ................................... &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Click For Some Bands Ive Met

"I never thought I would drunkenly stare at the floor and wonder why your hands were the most fucking gorgeous things I had ever touched."

1 day ago · reblog · 29 notes

"

If you cracked open my rib cage
I’m not quite sure what you’d find,
probably pent up hatred
or unconditional loathing;
maybe sounds
or unconventional synesthesia.

I’m not sure why I allow people
to freeze me
into an ice tray
with everyone else who had ever
broken their hearts
because I am not a heartbreaker.

I am not disposable
but I constantly find myself
at the bottom of a glass jar
screaming for someone, anyone
and i mean anyone
to fish me out with a spoon
and lay me out.

and I don’t mean this in a way
that would cause people
to look at me in a way
that would provoke feelings
Of tension, or mistrust
because I am quite amiable
but I am drowning in a sea
of unintelligible constellations
with no connections to the world
that I live in
and that I love in,
because I am me
and I am a mess
but I do not need anyone
to tell me I am okay
because when I become okay
I will know.

"
Speed poetry pt. 1 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 22 notes

"once my everything,
now my nothing,
a droplet of fear
in an IV drip
connected straight to your ever-cold heart.
A heart I once trusted,
a heart I once feared,
a heart separated by an ocean
now seems farther than ever before."
Speed poetry pt. 2 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 5 notes

"I knew a man who once said
that he spoke to angels
I didn’t realize
that the devil was once an angel"
Speed poetry pt. 3 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 15 notes

"I started smoking so you wouldn’t leave me.
I stopped smoking when I thought we were golden.
I started smoking when you left me."
Speed poetry pt. 4 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 19 notes

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"Cocaine was far less addicting than you
which is embarrassing for me to say, however
I could never find myself craving a drug
the way I craved you;
but come to think of it
you probably harmed me
more than cocaine ever could."
Speed poetry pt. 6 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 39 notes

"You never understood my metaphors
which was strange because I never used any
when describing you.
I could’ve gone on for hours
about how your eyes were as green
as my favorite Italian lake
or how your touch was gentler than drops of London rain,
but I stayed far away from those,
I loved you
but you must’ve thought that was a metaphor for something else.
I loved you
and you didn’t fucking understand."
Speed poetry pt. 5 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 23 notes

"I started smoking so you wouldn’t leave me.
I stopped smoking when I thought we were golden.
I started smoking when you left me."
Speed poetry pt. 4 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 19 notes

"I knew a man who once said
that he spoke to angels
I didn’t realize
that the devil was once an angel"
Speed poetry pt. 3 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 15 notes

"once my everything,
now my nothing,
a droplet of fear
in an IV drip
connected straight to your ever-cold heart.
A heart I once trusted,
a heart I once feared,
a heart separated by an ocean
now seems farther than ever before."
Speed poetry pt. 2 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 5 notes

"

If you cracked open my rib cage
I’m not quite sure what you’d find,
probably pent up hatred
or unconditional loathing;
maybe sounds
or unconventional synesthesia.

I’m not sure why I allow people
to freeze me
into an ice tray
with everyone else who had ever
broken their hearts
because I am not a heartbreaker.

I am not disposable
but I constantly find myself
at the bottom of a glass jar
screaming for someone, anyone
and i mean anyone
to fish me out with a spoon
and lay me out.

and I don’t mean this in a way
that would cause people
to look at me in a way
that would provoke feelings
Of tension, or mistrust
because I am quite amiable
but I am drowning in a sea
of unintelligible constellations
with no connections to the world
that I live in
and that I love in,
because I am me
and I am a mess
but I do not need anyone
to tell me I am okay
because when I become okay
I will know.

"
Speed poetry pt. 1 (via cosmicwording)

2 days ago · reblog · 22 notes

"You are the tail
of a firework.
After the bursts
and the colors
and the sounds,
there’s you.
After everything,
it will always
be you.
(and that is what scares me)"

6 days ago · reblog · 13 notes

I’m in Italy I’m not ignoring my blog I promiSE

6 days ago · reblog · 0 notes

"There is a house on a hill
surrounded by fog
the woman is dead
but the chatter lives on.
An empty shelter
encompassed in mystery
so many speak of
but question it’s history.
When the lights go down
and the children cannot play
the house seems different
than I did in the day.
The fog recedes
and the darkness grows,
many will ask questions
but only /she/ really knows"
Colle Flonia // Italy (via cosmicwording)

6 days ago · reblog · 7 notes

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