It’s that much easier for you to suffocate me now that your hands aren’t in mine.

because if i’m not holding your hands then they’re around my neck, and every time you smile without me hurts a little bit

Thank you so much. I love what you write by the way. It’s all really good.

Aaaaaaaah this is the biggest compliment ever and I am so so flattered! Thank you so much! ❤

Hi. Could you possibly look over the poem I wrote on my blog? It’s the first thing I’ve posted so it wouldn’t be hard to find. It’s pretty amateur compared to what’s on your blog. I just wanted to know you’re opinion and anything I could possibly improve on. Thanks.

WOAH I am so flattered that you sent me this message!? I would LOVE to check out your blog! And though I haven’t read your poem yet (I’m literally responding right after reading this because I just got so excited) I always think my work stinks before I post it. We are our harshest critics! But the more you write and practice, the more confident you’ll get and the better you will become at expressing yourself via words. I WILL GO CHECK OUT YOUR BLOG NOW YOU LOVELY SOUL ❤

Your intelligence isn’t measured by what you know, but by the questions you ask.

something I learned by observing my friend.

Impossible Equation

in physics class
i learned
the further you fall,
the harder the landing:
F=ma.

i fell
for you at
90 miles per hour
without a parachute.

if the force of your lips
saying you do not love me
is like a thousand hammers
pounding at my heart,
what is the mass of
the empty shell
that remains?

High Impact

thoughts thoughts thoughts
thoughts.
high speed train– sparks
fly off the track.
ruminating, tumbling like
clothes in the
dryer.
but the brakes
are not working
and it ends in
fire.

With each step we pass
Under every patch of grass
A multidimensional web of life
We can’t begin to grasp.

– By my beautiful friend, Sienna Valente-Blough

She is a wild flower– meant to be admired, but never touched.

Annie Munro (via wnq-writers)

So here’s that prompt :3 I feel like nobody understands me and I just feel like I’m alone even tho I am not. The only thing keeping me happy is creating art and idk I just felt like I needed some words to express that feeling. If you don’t want to or can’t, it’s okay. XXX <3

Lovely!!! Yes I love prompts and would love to write a poem about this, as I often feel this way, except poetry and singing are my release 🙂 it may be a couple of days until I finish, since I’m on the road until Saturday, but I will tag you in it once I write it and post it so you’ll know! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Night Sweats

these mornings I find
my veins have drained
throughout the night
to create rivers running down my spine.

i’ve been drowning myself
in their cold waters these days, and
i’m starting to wonder
if it’s because part of me hopes
you’ll be swimming in them.