All Monsters Are Human
Does there need to be a reason that someone says they want to see you? Like is that not an effective way of communicating that you are wanted? So, why don't guys understand that girls want to know that you want them to stay? They want to hear you say the words. They don't need … Continue reading (Not So) Random Obsessive Thought
{Artwork by Tess Emily Rodriguez} It’s not you It’s me A trigger of splits and halves I try to convey what I want to say And end up with a laugh I understand exactly what you mean Sometimes a little too well Which in turn puts me in my feelings Giving way for no show … Continue reading mixed signals
PulsePulseI can’t seem to find itThere’s no pulseFigure it outWhy can’t I feel itI lost track of itThe beat, it’s faintOff beatThe other language creeping Creeps through veinsAnsiedad, it ripplesReplacing the off tempoBeat, anxiety, beatIt's loudThe picture blursThe ringing singsThe pulse drownsNow it poundsPressuring meForcing my chest downOn the groundHere we now sitPound, anxiety, poundI … Continue reading Episode
We had a talk this afternoon About the expectations I had How he was glad to see me moving on But happy to see it ended bad He was arrogant as usual Not far from a chauvinistic pig Had the audacity to bring up size Told me not everyone could be as big He implied … Continue reading Twin Considerate
Let this be your only warning Don’t embrace the anxiety, don’t let her call you The girl is literally out of her mind All she consumes is uncontrollable fear The first time around it was cute All worried for no reason I thought it was sweet she cared Boy, did my eyes deceive me The … Continue reading Manic
I’ve always wondered if that’s specifically what Rant implied. It doesn’t bother me or make me upset in any kind of way. My friends are an acquired taste and I’m glad to see that there are people that they genuinely like and are interested in (because oh dear God they’re difficult, 😅😬 but then again … Continue reading Does Rant Imply It Bothers Me
How in the hell do you even group poems together to make a series on here? Or would it be a portfolio...hmmm
You up? I know damn well I shouldn’t be And in those few seconds Where I’m deciding If I am or not I know you know all too well That I am Otherwise you would never ask You cast the line out Just to see if I nibble When you know I will So I … Continue reading Middle Of The Morning
I want to start a collection of poems. I guess it would be a series. Either way they would be similar to Satisfaction, a poem where I personified the word. I have a tendency to give feelings/emotions human attributes, and I figured it may be cool to create a series. Something I've never done before.
I honestly don't even know what to type. It's so much going on in my head right now. It's a mixture of all type of things and to decide which one to focus on is just...overwhelming. So in the midst of wanting to rant, but not having the ability to rant coherently, I decided to … Continue reading Unfinished Rant