She’s undefined, she’s gorgeous,
She’s everything I need.
She’s menacing and evil,
And she loves it when I bleed.
...
Every second is a new one,
Different from the last.
Every moment changing,
To never repeat its past.
...
I’ll wait at the bottom of mountains,
I’ll wait at the edge of the sea,
I’ll wait at the limits of cities,
I’ll wait until you want me.
...
A day
And I’m thinking,
Wondering what to do,
But that becomes quite clear,
...
I was born in the Longmont United Hospital. Had a pretty normal life. I'll skip most of it because it has nothing to do with my poetry. I started writing poetry about a year ago because of my ex girlfriend. I am still good friends with her and thank her often for getting me into it.)
Wishing She Were Mine
She’s undefined, she’s gorgeous,
She’s everything I need.
She’s menacing and evil,
And she loves it when I bleed.
She’s the one that everyone stares at,
She’s the one every girl wants to be.
I can’t help but to look at her,
But she never looks back at me.
She’s the one that I would die to kiss,
The one I’d love to hold.
But I could never talk to her,
For I am not that bold.
She’s the one that cries when she’s alone.
That cuts her wrists just to feel the pain.
And I can’t help her go through life.
Which is driving me insane.
She’s the only one I look at,
She’s the only one I see.
She’s the only one locked in depression,
That I cannot set free.
I long to be her lover,
I wish to hold her tight.
I need to kiss her gentle lips,
To prove it will be alright.
My hands tremble when I see her,
Then my heart starts to race.
My lips are dying to kiss her,
Every time I see her face.
The situations with her,
Get harder every time.
Because each time I find myself,
Wishing she were mine.