Poems from OceanEyesBlueTides
I used to have an account under the name "The Frozen Arsonist" when I was a teenager and just wanted to start over, but you can check that out if you want to see earlier content
I am me (and I'm not always happy about it.)I have frizzy hair and crooked teeth.I talk shit.At times I smoke half a pack a day. But I...
He had red hair.
That's all I can really remember.
Glasses. A beard maybe?
He had rough hands.
I can still feel them on me.
A monotone...
You tie your shoes tight.You throw on a sweatshirt.You light a cigarette.You leave your doorstep and get cozy with the comfortable...
Making the bed with its sea-blue comforterThe bed I bought for fifty bucks,reminds me of a summer an awful summerA summer when life glazed...
Light kissing switches to heavy making out switches to hips rocking switches to wandering handsThe lights turn offTo be continued...