thespaceinmybed : Writing

your poem is dead

your poem is dead

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


it floatsface downshame buildingin its bloated formyou can poke itwith a stickturn it aroundtrying to finda sidea bit more interestingbut its what you..
if i counted the things that i'm ashamed of

if i counted the things that i'm ashamed of

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


my ears would split openand turn on methere are parts of youthat still lingerthe stale scent wafers in and outof my mindI don't feel myself collapseI ..
I had a story to tell

I had a story to tell

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


but I choked on itthe reality of itwas hard to swallowI placed your name in my moutha stain I won't forgive myselfour beginning was a mistakeour close..
some things

some things

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


are hung in throatso you cant help but taste themwhen you're aloneyou are the only bit of myselfI don't despisebut you ache just like the resta throbb..
Its the dirt beneath your eyes

Its the dirt beneath your eyes

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


you can't see itbut it's therespilling filthinto your veinsyou can't grasp itits when the right and the wrongblur togetherand you can feelyourself sli..
was it a mistake

was it a mistake

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


or just a dirty consequenceI had comingI sew my secrets into the ballsof my feetso I can pretendI'm constantly walking away from themthey sayeverythin..
15

15

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


if I don't belongto anybodymy eyes have diedalreadythe only stains I wearare coldand my fireis just a torn up wayof provingthat paindoesn't leave meal..
14

14

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


youkeep your ignorance wrapped around youlike a sweat stained sheeti tilt my eyes upand my mouth followseager and waitingi wouldn't dareto call youbab..
13

13

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


I have so many secrets I can't keep them all closeThey itch to break out of my mouth and reach their limbs across foreign skinI court disasterLet the ..
Surreal but nice

Surreal but nice

A Poem by thespaceinmybed


It was one of those nightsWhere the moments blur into each otherAnd I'm standing outside your houseYou seem a bit taller than usualAnd you smell so f*..