Love me.

Love me, And I’ll let you win at scrabble. Put down the book I’m reading, Just to smile at you. * Pretend to be asleep, Just to let you watch me a little more. Go to the beach during sun set, And watch you instead. * Love me, And I’ll write poems for you Letting…

Demons.

2am again Night has fallen Covering everything in dark My heart is covered in dread Should be anytime now This is the time When my demons come to visit They crawl out of the corners Where they hide all day long Waiting for night to fall They crawl unbidden Into my mind And whisper ugly…

A love song

[Image from http://www.billboard.com%5D I want to write a love song that talks about you and me but words aren’t enough anymore to mourn for a love that is dying. Maybe they can’t find their place among so many dead bodies or perhaps when everything ends there’s nothing left. Maybe, perhaps… That’s enough so many useless…

Now I Have No Idea Who You Are

“You threw in the towel, I broke your heart, but there’s a first time for everything. Who would’ve thought you’d feel so cold, and all these memories seem so old, to think you were my everything…” – “Camouflage,” Selena Gomez, Revival. I think I have been on a writing coma for a few months now….