I’m working on saying what I feel
when I feel it
rather than when it’s too late
the harm’s already been caused
and the ones I love
are already gone.

I’m working on admitting to hurt
that others ground into me
rather taking it over and over again
while you can’t know what’s wrong
or ever notice your simple misuse
of word and clause.

I’m working on being proud
of galaxies I have to offer
rather than holding in ideas
and little pieces of myself
that weren’t meant to be pushed
so far from everything
just sitting on a shelf.

I’m working on it, I promise,

but for now I’ll give you this
so you will know to hold on
and please

don’t give up
on what I can be.

     For all that's wrong,
                   wait for me.

My heart
Is a happy drunk
A little too open
A little too optimistic
It's over in the corner of the bar
Playing poker
Screaming at the top of it's lungs
I'M ALL IN
When it's never
To this day
Had a winning hand

My heart
Is a sad drunk
A little too lonely
A little too caught up in tears
It's over at the counter
Forcing the bartender to take its keys
Because it would rather not go home
Than go home alone again

My heart
Is a reckless drunk
A little too unbalanced
A little too impaired
It's over by the door
Making everyone nervous
A little too good at scaring people away
A little too far gone

Like you
A little too far gone
Turn your head
Shuffle away and pretend you don't notice
The breakdown of a heart
Too drunk on feelings
To know when to stop

It's always hard
holding feelings

Especially
when you hold
on and on
for so long

You know,
it's been almost
a full year
and yet
you're still in my head

It drives me
crazy.
Like my feelings for
you.
Because I can't stay
away.

I'll never
understand
why it's you,
maybe you're
"the one"
or maybe
I'm just a
little to
crazy.

-r.y.s

you always tell me
poetry is a rhyming game
but I'll never be
good with these kind of games
because words aren't for me
not in these rhyming games
I'm struggling to find the degree
of words that describe the flame
the fire inside me
that words can't contain in a frame.
I
Miss
You.

-r.y.s

I swear
the world
is spinning
round
and
round
and
round.

But mine,
my world
it's been
still
since
the day
you
walked
away
and
away
and
away.

And yet
I know
the world
around
me
spins
and
spins
and
spins.

Cause we
graduate in
May, and
I
leave
you
forever
and
ever
and
ever.

The problem
is that
even when
I
leave
my
world
won't
turn
and
turn
and
turn.

Cause I
am still
stuck on
you
and
your face
and
your existence.

-r.y.s

Love her like
She's the raging sea,
Unrestrained and dark and deep.
And you crave her touch
Through aching pores
As you slowly drown in sleep.

Love her like
She's the tender storm,
A lovely shade of grey.
Like with every whiff
Of breath she takes,
She's taking yours away.

Love her like
She's the silent clouds
With calmness floating by.
Like you'd want to make
Sweet love to her
Under the moon's apocalyptic eye.

Love her like
She's the blazing fire,
And you lust the candied pain.
Like she's the disease
That swallowed you whole
And you'd like to die again.

When her gentle touch
Makes your chest explode,
And your addiction is your girl.
Promise you'll love her
Through hell and back,
Or don't you dare love her at all.