1. thecuteoftheday:

    turtle cosies 

    (via http://imgur.com/gallery/t5SmU)

    I miss Debbie

    (via behind-the-burden)

     


  2. breath

    Everything with you seemed so natural

    a rhythm that made sense to me

    a beat that gets stuck in my brain

    resounding and amplifying as it bounces around this echo chamber of a heart

    A catchy song I want to whistle all day

    It’s you breathing next to me as we sleep at night

    a promise that when we wake in the morning it will all be alright

    It all seemed so natural

    your breathing catching that rhythm in my mind

    allowing me to take shelter from my storm, if just for a time

    it goes in

    and out

    in

    out

    repeated over and over until it became part of me,

    your breathing became mine

    a rhythm that found matching chords to create a melody that quieted my heart and mind

    Our breath went in and out

    matched together

    a promise that yeah, we’ll be alright.

    But, that song ended.

    The tune that carried me along dumped me out on the ground.

    Now its just me

    my breathing haggard

    My mind and heart laying broken in the storm I sought shelter from

    a rhythm falling apart to discordant notes

    A beat now less of a comfort, more like the pounding of drums in this hungover mind

    no promises for the breaking dawn.

    the only sound my breathing in this empty room

    going in

    and out

    in

    out

     


  3. Words are hard, silence is harder

    “Hey, can we talk later?”
    “There’s nothing really to say, is there?”
    “No, I guess you’re right.”

    But that’s not true, an exchange of lies, just one of many we’ve had
    Because the truth is, I have everything to say just nothing to say it with.
    This tongue is a leviathan, sinking any words that try to leave my mouth
    These lips are blocks that could stop a train,
    slamming into place the moment I try to say anything.

    People always say “think before you speak”
    But I wish I could stop.
    Just for once let my defenses drop.
    Take my mouth and mind out of the picture.

    Given half a chance I’ll rip out my heart,
    Hold it out to you raw, red, and bloody,
    My mouth twisted in a grimace of pain and triumph.
    Let it yell to you all the things I’ve ever wanted to say
    Because you see, there’s not nothing to say
    There’s everything to say.
    I just have no way to say it

     


  4. Paper Cuts

     


  5. What do I do with my words?