Drawers

Try not to laugh when you read this. I've always known that I'm awful at any sort of poetry, so this is my first attempt at actually writing something in ...

Melodies woven of petty despairs and shallow depressions,Hopeless ships sunk precisely when predicted.Laughter comes only in comfort, Happiness in short bursts of freedom.Perfection is undefinable an

Lingering footsteps, a hint of a sigh;Once beautiful whispers, now lukewarm and dry.Hair rubs on shoulders, an old coat of paint;Waking used to be hell, now morning's a saint.Bedroom walls ...

Sticky fingers and licorice laces,Gooey smiles: sheepish and shy.Purple tongues point out of sugar lips,Eyes squeeze in mockery, playful and shallow.Promises are kept,Lies are unheard of,Songs are sun

Sitting on the hardest hat,Pretending.Footsteps shuffle in their haste,Unending.Practicing slowly and stiff,Ascending.Hearts of roses wet with snow,Depending.Untrained arms and hopeful ears,Extending.

SpikesHotSharpSinking, low, low, lowerFalling, faster, faster, fasterPressed PressedDetermined, pressed, depressed,VoicesSharp Needles “Hi!”Chaos, swirlingShouting, swirlsClearClearGlasses think l

Creep slowlyeyes down waiting toeat golden steel.Cracked knuckles and teethmade of wood.Scars wind round carpalsblood pools in archesseeping through cracksof rocks splitting and pushing and bending an

It was not meant for was not made of gold, or silver or wood. Crouched bitterly, you see?Hidden from your touch, your eyes if I could. Your hair smells like ...

Head bent, windingmix of tears and leaves. Tumblingsoftly to a dusty earth. Swept up in bags, shipped off to stacks of smoke andsteam and soot.Yellows and reds andgreens and browns ...