I bought a colouring book!
It's small
and clean
and new
and all the lines are already in!
I'll just colour
here and there and here and here and there and
he re and there and here a nd there
here and here and t here and her e an d there and
he re and there and h ere and there a nd he
re an d there a nd here and th ere and h ere and there.
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 1:29 AM UTC
I no longer have a handle
I was fine for four
And now? No more
Wallowing and digging
Further
And now I'm lying in the pool
Considering the hang overs
Bed stained with my past
Man I could go for some nuggets
My pillow's on the floor
The handcuffs lie beside
The fan spins above me
And my pillow lies beside
Bonded in my own constraints
With the fibres calling louder
The lock and key are missing and now?
They don't fit each other anymore
How unclear the clarity of everclear
So clean, connivingly kind
She draws me in, and then,
again,
The blackout ushers me out
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 3:43 AM UTC
My blankets are cold.
My sheets? Unforgiving.
I can't help but wonder
At all that I'm missing.
I sit in this room
Brimming with nothing
Just wishing you were here
Instead of having nothing
Nothing is wrong
Except where you should be? nothing
There's nothing but me
Nothing but me in my own head
Nothing is colder
Nothing is worse
Than missing nothing
Nothing anymore
your hair is now nothing
your tears? no more
no more resent
nothing anymore
now you're nothing
just some dirt in the ground
i can't help but wonder
if i could've helped you stay something
i still miss you
even in all your nothing
my little white scar
is now your only being
Nothing is wrong? Okay,
I trust your judgement.
No seriously! It's nothing!
Just keep in touch, okay?
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
I wish I could be a rainbow
for everyone to see
Painted in the sky with
all the colours brilliantly
I wish I could go swinging
Swinging from a tree
All my friends and I
having fun, just to be
One colour, two colour, three
Oh so many things that I wish to be
There's flowers in the meadow
Smiling up at me
I still can't be a flower
Just being myself.
I can't be in the meadow.
I can't see the trees.
I can't see myself
Being what I want to be.
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC
She won't stop screaming
Over and over
She cries out and shouts out
It's like my ears are bleeding
Day in and day out
She won't stop screaming
Over and over
Thank god, she's not bleeding
Over and over
Thank god, she's not bleeding
I pick her up
Calm her down, so she's not screaming
Look at her little face
Her cheeks, so teary
It's a wonder I can hold her
And make her stop screaming
She's sleeping
Like a light, she's out
I'll sit here for if she starts screaming
Over and over
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC