Anatomy of This Blog

Anatomy of this blog: a compilation of poetry--either written by myself or others--artwork, thoughts, emotions; any form of creativity.
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Sunday, November 12, 2017

Pity

I almost feel sorry for 
little boys that feel like 
they need alcohol to 
get the courage just to 
text me at 3am. 

Honey, you could be 
drunk off of our 
love at 3am.

And he chose the bottle... 


Pity.

-b.m.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Know Your Worth

He compares your beauty to the stars because he sees you as
one among millions.

You aren't a single star in space my dear,
You are the 
whole 
damn 
galaxy

And he hasn't even been to the moon.

-b.m.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

Ignition

You set a fire in my heart,
yet
                you're
afraid
             to
    get
                                  burned.

       
-b.m.