TylynRae

Tongue pressed to cheek.Lips pursed, eyes stitched shut.Attention focused on facade.Silent. Oblivious. Obvious.Dangerous curves insinuating lust, passion.A serpent in disguise. Lips like morphine.A ne

I wish I was beautiful--Passionate words rolling from my lips like venom,Cheeks smoothed with blush.A smile plastered to my face,Contorted and wretched.I wish I was beautiful--Love pouring from my sou

His hand coming down,smack smack smackRattling my teethclack clack clackMy breathing coming harderrush rush rushA knife to my stomachgush gush gushVoices in the hospitalweep weep weepThe heart monitor

(This poem was something I wrote while thinking about someone very close to me. I didn't concentrate on punctuation at all, so please heavily critique that. As for the capitalization, ...

So maybe I'm stuck thereat the very bottom of everythingwith cinderblocks tied to my ankles and the last gasps of air escaping to form the last beautiful things I'll ever ...

I wrote this piece for my love, my heart. The first two stanzas match up, the last two aren't supposed to fit, the feel changes. I’ll watch you your hands ...

Haven't been on here in years. I've recently been writing poetry again and haven't had any eyes but my own. Let me know what you think

Been a long time since I've had to format so forgive me.

It’s short, I know.

Not quite sure on this.

Not sure on the punctuation in this one.

Because I can’t stop smiling. (Title is an inside joke)