in ruins
yet there will be no confession
lest a scythe be heard
scraping
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 8:51 AM UTC
she said to herself:
be willing
you will not
crumple to the floor
and weep
fear not humiliation
fear demurral
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
depression cuts you up
from the inside
into small, small pieces
eventually you can no longer take it
and you puke up the pieces
but the people keep coming
to stuff your insides
with the cut up meat
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
There's more to suicide than what we think it is.
It's not just unanswered questions,
sometimes, it's unasked ones.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC
your first words to me
after you and I
turned into us
were
"I don't know
how to be a boyfriend,
but you can teach me
right?"
"right"
I said
the sad thing is
I don't think you learnt
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 7:44 AM UTC
I don't have to
Prove anything to anyone
Because
The truth is still the truth
No matter who believes
The lies
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
you said you loved me,
a single lilac among others.
prettier, you said.
sweeter, softer.
you loved my delicacy,
sense of solitude,
my endearing growth.
however,
sprouts whither,
and I find
myself asking
why must you
always turn back
to smell
the roses.
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 7:06 AM UTC
One tear shed in silence, as her eyes scream defeat.
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 7:05 AM UTC
5 year old me
thought it was
sharing things with people
crying with them
12 year old me
thought it was
holding hands
the term "boyfriend"
15 year old me
thought it was
kissing
touching
18 year old me
now understands
love comes in many different forms
sometimes in words
sometimes in expressions
sometimes in staying
and sometimes in leaving.
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 11:48 AM UTC
In my desperate search for true love;
I lost myself.
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC