Tightly closed eyes spark imagination
Finding some place that is safe
Safe from broken glass and shattered hearts
A place that is not so fragile
Trembling hands go numb
They search for something familiar
Hoping to stumble upon comfort
Something to give them feeling
Holding back venomous secrets
My lips settle on a familiar friend
Inviting a new poison to drown my secrets
Praying it will work this time
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 4:36 PM UTC
We get high to float out of the lows that we feel inside.
Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 10:29 PM UTC
Our friendship died and has been buried. But I come back to the grave to reminisce on the good days we used to share when I'm feeling low.
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 11:36 PM UTC
Can anyone stick around unlike everyone before
Is this too much to ask for
Or is it bound for me to be a chore
Do I make people's hearts too sore
Or do they just get bored
Jan 25, 2020
Jan 25, 2020 at 11:20 PM UTC
I don't wear long sleeves. I'm not afraid of the judgment. I'm not a bad person for that ways that I've tried to **** my sadness.
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
Even though we're done, my heart still goes "!" when I think of you.
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 4:39 PM UTC
Cover up the pain.
Help calm my brain.
So my thoughts slow.
No one can know.
My sadness has been slain.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 11:34 PM UTC
There's a cloud over my brain.
The haze keeps sadness from causing a storm.
But this fog blocks out my ability to feel happiness and to enjoy the sun.
The overcast makes it so I don't feel anything.
I wish the weatherman would say it'd storm one day so that maybe I could see the sun again.
Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
Do I pick the rose? Do I pick the wildflower? Do I pick the daisy? How do I pick when the garden is full of beautiful flowers?
Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 6:13 PM UTC
I open the pages of my own skin and let the words that I have kept secret drip into the sink.
Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 12:14 AM UTC