I got my eyes
On this one girl
I could stare at her
For ages
Her eyes shine like the stars
In a deep tundra sky
Her hair gleams black
Dark as
The depths of the ocean
Her laugh
Lights a room up
As if
It was the only thing that mattered
And when she speaks
Her voice to me
Sounds like
A pianos beautiful sonata
She has some how
Become the
First thing I think of
When I awake
And the last thing
On my mind
Before my eyes shut
Some how
I both want everything
To do with her
And nothing
I'm bad for her
I am a fuck girl
I date for the fun of it
I don't get crushes
I date the hot girls
I see
She
She is perfect
The way
Her jaw
Beautifully slopes into the curve
Of her neck
She would be ruined
By me
I do not want
To destroy
Her innocents
I'm messed up
I'm depressed
I'm a poet with no friends
She
Is the human manifestation
Of everything
I've ever wished for
The intelligence
The looks
And even the way
She doesn't talk much
But say the important things
In so little words
The way her words mean so much to me
More than they should
She has so much power over me
And yet
She has no idea
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