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i am herei am here by *nixitrixi
i am what you will find when you seek
protection from cold and weary days.
i am echoes reverberating from walls
when you scream out your frustrations.
i am poetic words that just might
be your lifeline when all else is lost.
but most importantly:
i am here.
i am what you will need to carry you
through desert storms and arctic blizzards.
i am the life support who will keep you
breathing when life escapes your body.
i am the three most important words
you will ever need to hear in your life:
i am here.
i am the thunder that will provoke
your nostalgia on stormy days or nights.
i am fresh air gliding up your nostrils
when y
ImogenImogen was this girl who used to live down the block from me.Imogen by *nixitrixi
She would leave me little notes and bird feathers beneath the swing in the park
that separated our houses. Imogen was the first girl to make me blush.
I remember it as clear as daylight. We had been sitting on the rock in my front yard,
like we frequently do, waiting for the sun to set and she had turned to me and said,
"Did you know that your eyes are the colour of smarties on the inside, only prettier?"
I had been stumped because she'd never spoken to me about people before,
least of all myself.
When Imogen and I talked it was about travelling the world and seeing l
rampant emotionsheart to heart i would say to yourampant emotions by *nixitrixi
that i've never felt as strong
as standing next to you
that crowded rooms feel like mountains
without you by my side
that your breathing makes my stomach
flutter in a way i've never felt before
eyes to eyes i would let you see
that just one caress from underneath
your heavy lids could melt the ice caps
that one blink from you could capture my soul
that even if i was blind
i would know you anywhere
lips to lips i would tell you
that i love the curving of your spine
that your whispered words on my shoulders
could almost make me cry
that a kiss from you
could stop my heart
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to bring to you a few brilliant pieces lurking on dA somewhere...
all alone we'll be just finerain covered your body
like skin covered mine
{ its just another day; }
the wind in your hair
stars in your eyes
{ i didn't know what happened to you
or your pale blue wrists; }
the forest in your heart is pounding
on the door to the ocean in mine
20.this isn't about how i find myself crying
when you sink so deeply into my skin
silently trying to call out how much
i want you, need you, love you -
Dandelion QueenI dream of the ocean;
that paper-thin line where
the current swallows the stars
and the water churns violet
(you tell me to be
quiet,
dandelion queen, we've
heard all these words before)
tonight
I will sleep heavy
and wake a few hours before dawn,
only to forget my name
my wave-weathered heart will cry,
I will cry (my biggest fear
is drowning in too many
of my own weighted words
you tell me to be
quiet
so I can hear the world breathe)
I want to go home
Virtue“I love You”
“It's about time...”
A Prayer of Losing Faith (in Humanity)Sometimes I wonder if there is a God
or if hell only exists in my mind,
but I am sure that
there is no need for the devil
with man doing his work,
and that there is no heaven
on this earth.
If paradise turns out to be rebirth,
I wonder what crime I committed
to be here human again.
weight of the worldand suddenly--
it was like the world decided that
it didn't want to carry its burden any longer,
so it shifted the weight
into the hollows of my bones
and told me that
it was my problem now.
with 
endearmentnot the curve of your jaw
or the smoothness of the skin
stretched over soft knuckles
not the way you fit
into my shoulder
p e r f e c t l y
there's a very thin line between
love & hate,
and i think that i have just
erased it altogether
i hate your guts
and i hate that pumping heart
that draws your lips
toward girls that are much better than me
and i hate the girl
that you'll be happy with.
and i know i shouldn't,
because that's selfish and just altogether unfair -
but i really, really do.
no matter how much the sun beats down
on this broken love
despite my tries for rebounds (rebounding so much
i feel like i'm trapped in a room full of
god damn
trampolines)
i'll still love you
and that hurts like
the weight of the universe
being shoved inside my chest
and cracking open my ribs
from the inside-out.
nicely done! 
You are amazing. Your gallery is pretty sweet too 