to twine my legs
in the thought of you
crossing an intersection
i believe
a flicker of the candle
temptation builds
my hands warm
feet stay cold
a slight shiver
and it wasn’t you
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The problem is you trust them. Then they break it and once it’s broken, you never get it back. It’s that simple, but you don’t want to see it like that.
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standing in the echoes of our lies
we divide in the time of our lives
to fall instead of leap
i found you in the depth of corners at night
wading to a tune of darkness
a man who cries to the music
holding his walls as his pillow weeps
to curl each other but feel his grip
we slip on the ice of his sorrow
lies of a man who fails to breathe
eyes of a man who cannot see
we bend to break, we focus on end
i dance with your soul
an aura with shades of yellow
roses in our garden with thorns and edges
bullets which graze skin
to stand next to him but beneath the earth
touching ourselves without the tips
we gravitate to align but fail to find
the point in where we are
the moment in where we were
we played in revolving doors
but eventually you say no moreto stand at your edges
words by dominic riccitello -
I didn’t fear you. I feared us. I feared what could have been. I feared what could be. I feared the connection we had between each other. The toxicity because I could grasp the danger.
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picking apart your demons
in a bed of terror
we sleep in the evergreen
to die in ourselves is to die in this
i lie at your side
against your heart
the bones of your cage feels like bliss
does your gore please our kiss
the blood feed the abyss
we fuel the fire
raging against our desire
conversations of broken relationships stir the air
like rapids used to take us there
we drown in the pages of an unrequited diary
lost pages become torn youth
visions of ourselves in mirrors of shattered glass
children screaming profanity
you beheading things
bodies playing in fields of daisies
love takes greed
you break to break thee
bleed to bleed on mestop screaming at me
words by dominic riccitello -
sullen
over sadness
grief
i held your hand
close to
my heart
wandering through
your veins
essence of your being
we ran into
under
together
hands grasp
under the streetlights
of our broken alley
with thoughts scattered
i held you regardless
forever
in darkness
he broke my hands
but look who’s armlessto be what i was, but you were
words by dominic riccitello -
we lie in perspective
to break each other
take each other
hold the hands
of something we used to
feel on waves
in days and broken hello’s
we aligned in the divide of our demise
slow dancing suicide
a lullaby full of death
screaming kisses
how he used to touch your neck
with his lips which loved
instead of twirled the devil
from side to side
breaking wishes
kissing ashes
dancing on acid
i spoke his name
with a soft whisper
but can you see passion
through broken glasses?skipping on acid
words by dominic riccitello -
Stop making excuses for other people. For why they do certain things. For how they treat people or how they treat you. Giving excuse and justification gives defense which lets them act however they want. It allows them because you tolerated it. Don’t accept less than what you’re worth because you’re worth a lot.
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they say sometimes
you fall in love
because they’re there
i feel like
this might have been true
it might have been wrong
the thing that scares me
is the word might
