glass

Tianna T "I didn’t think my heart had glass in it to shatter, but there is bits of it on the floor cutting the skin of anyone who comes through my wooden door".

pulling me deep into myself deep and self loathing parts i'm swimming against the current sometimes. so much water, i drown in my dreams even with a charm over my head, what else do I have to get over? What else do I have to deconstruct? The hurt is deep. Worst than any scar I've ever inflicted upon myself. It goes back into childhood. Reaching out to a heartless love.

I've been dreaming about water. Swimming in water. Breathing underwater. Living in water. Being pulled by water. The buildings drowning in water. Warning hundreds about the waters rising. I dunno what they mean. I dunno what to make of them.

There is a sleep charm above my head for good dreams. I don't dream gorey anymore but I do dream heavy...what does it mean?

There is a crystal above my head. We make love and I disappear into the universe, I am connected through her and through every molecule, every atom is me and she and us. Our love is rooted into every fiber of my being.

There are charms and salts and candles and crystals everywhere. Always surrounded by people, disorders and laughter, awkward tendencies and mannerisms but always loving. I am out of my element. I am out in public and not hiding... so strange to me.

My ex is in my dreams almost always now. I'm always running or getting angry. I am still so angry at everything. The past is the past, why can't it stay buried? Why can't i get over those drunken bullshit months of my life?

the scenery's gonna change in a couple of days.

still moving, never standing still

my quotes

So many years of messy living,
so many hearts already destroyed.

I am only a virus.
Meant for destruction.
I am only a lover.
Meant for abduction.
I am only a thief
I have stolen time
every tick is held inside my pocket.
Every tock is hidden in storage.
I can rationalize anything,

I am only a poet.

Every day is a dream and I'm really awake when I'm asleep.

Girl, Interrupted.

blue skies rain on my parade

My heart collapsed inside my chest caving in
1,000 stars go boom
your song at the back of my throat
I'm choked up on you


in every family there is one person
that ends up carrying hundreds of years of family history.

I'm lonely,
silly human,
it is the condition you've been bored with
i mean, born with
fuck it--
what's the difference?

"I want u to tattoo a house on me"

i'ma veteran you know
gone through many war zones
exploding homes and households held hostages
I've got the battle scars to prove it
i'm imprinting ink upon my thigh to hide them
never again
reopen old wounds
along the white lines that form against
brown skin
it's been a year since last broken
i'm building a house on my leg
representing a series of unfortunate events
held up by sticks over a cliff
my mother is a bird
my father is a bird
and the house is empty of children
we are locked inside our rooms
I need a permanent reminder of the
pain i've gone through
make it a landmark
i've made it pass the land mines to the trenches
safe and hallow warm dirty secrets
I need to fill up with crisp cold water
wash my sins away
remind me in black and grey
3000 miles away from family
an ancient spirit following my footsteps
my roots embracing the core of the earth
unmoving
not going anywhere
and so this tattoo is the only thing
I need to feel
needles digging-deep into flesh
building an imaginary house
made real.

the revolution is about

getting your hands dirty

hmm i'm searching

itching for my tattoo to be finish


that;s not going to happen....grr...I need a miracle...I MUST envision my wings COMPLETE!


I'm search for words in my poetry to tattoo on my arm where TRUTH is. Hmm which words do I pick which sentences fit together to the story of my life and my poetry...HMMMMM