butterflies

I feel sick

but with

a different kind,

it's a new twist

on the common variety

Usually it's jus a

side effect of the drugs

but you flush my chemicals

til my stomach tugs

lil bits of a

dopamine rush

Red faced blush

and I love it jus enough

that it might be

too much

I want your touch

beating heart baby

and I can already sense

the sensation of crazy

I'm gonna go

so fast, tho

we can take it slow

water it and sow,

wantonly grow

inside my chest

the feelings of best

really do glow

filling that hole

I'm in if you is-

Jus so you know

Glowing Green Delightful

Your eyes are

glowing green

delightful, and

sweet like candy apples

pretty as a picture

I think I'm getting lost

in the thought of

getting lost in them

and in you

this is only the start

but beginnings are beautiful

and we shouldn't worry

about the ending 

I need to feel enjoyment

no longer worry

about the hurts and pains

I jus want to feel

my arms around you

to know wat that

closeness could bring us

we could use the escape

It doesn't matter if

it is only temporary

Nothing lasts forever

and we shouldn't be

afraid to try

So let's jus live

be open and unafraid

take these frightening steps

maybe we achieve glory

maybe we entwine

I hope I can kiss your forehead

and I hope it makes

you smile

Jocelyn Harriet Erica

I feel so cliche
Drunk off your kiss
Breathing in like
Some strange wonderful drug
The finest rush
Blood and skin go hot
When I gaze into you eyes
I am burning alive
And I want you to
Believe me
That everything I think
or say to you
Is in pure sincerity
Attempts to soothe you
But you're so cool
You are everything
I tell you
And so much more I don't
Sending shivers
Hands twitch nervous
Cuz I yearn for touch
Softness of your skin
Beauty of the soul
Living only for the moment
That feels like
Perfection
My gorgeous one
I see you
As you really are
The wonder of you
Taste your lips and
Lose my breath

"ripped Her soul from Her body"

They would never
understand Her,
with ways labelled odd,
off-kilter, atypical
They thought of Her dark
for they could not truly see
Her Golden Realness
brilliant and bright, She
shines Like a halo
Blinding like wild fire
burning all the oxygen
up in any room
She enters
She was always
a strange girl
but only by misperception
closed eyes to an
obvious Vision
I think they jus
can't see the painting
on the wall
Or feel the bloodrush
when She smiles
They want to turn Her down
til She's detuned, disjointed
because they are
scared by Her ways of
not fitting the cookie cutter,
against the accepted norm
They are undeserving
But I say be true
be you, sad or happy
remember you are real
and your point of view
is valuable, valid
you are worthy
Of love and good
And of being
who you are
And always hold on
to your pulsing emanating light
grow and go
set the world
Ablaze

we will become cigarettes

I could never quite get
my head out of you
Wrapped up in chains
while puncturing veins
hoping surgical steel
don't poke thru
Shut down the the vision I'm given
Of a person out of view
who vaguely seems to
resemble you
Is it you? It's you
it's all for you
cries and lies and my demise-
these things that still hold true
Seems like we're shaded red
all the choices and chances
that we blew
And now I feel my deal
only seems to entail I failed
as someone you once knew
And it's time to move on
the morning sun's bringing dawn
on me as I question wat to do
Since emptiness is worthless,
I suppress the nervousness
in which route should I persue?
All in all, it was one big fall
and like the turn of-
I get screwed

We will become cigarettes, smoldering away
until we remain only colored gray
Waiting, we're burning for the day
we can finally meet the ashtray

GumbyHole

I am lost
in claymation
like times so long
ago forgotten
I am as real as
plastic and
I deserve to feel
this rotten
feverish cotton
Forgetten myself
my selfish centered ways
I ride the rush
waves for ways
road it paves
to Hell with good intentions
blockheads forgotten
And I should mention
that I'm the last standing
trying to fight me
all the others jus left
and said let it be
But I'd rather bleed for
my sin
cuz baby it's you
who will never win

poison IV

Summer is here
but Winter's
feeling hasn't quite
left yet
Go outside
a walk in the woods
for breathing room
My lungs need
Leaves of Grass
I burn, I burn
can't wait my turn
fast cuz I'm
afraid I may
regress
No new punctures
for a couple months
Maybe I can
jus this once
plunked on the dirt
sneaking blood drips
crimson on the Flora
I sink
but no bathroom floor
to grab me
betray myself again
so much barely
I blink
into existence
trees surrounding me
plant life
I wipe
my arm off
and finally breathe
None of the pain
of being now
I can get free
out of the black-
hike my chosen path
for these precious minutes
I think I'm
truly alive
clock ticks crawl
I am an insect
Forever sick
of it All