When you stare at a light in a dark room
Everything else in the room seems to disappear.
Maybe this explains why every time I look at you
The world around me seems to disappear.
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC
A choice between two poisons
To fill up one of three-
A chance to give in to your wants
And satisfy your needs-
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
There's so many things I could say about you
I could go on for hours just talking about how your eyes bring me peace
or how your words help me sleep at night
I could talk about how your smile made my day better
or how your love kept me alive
But that's not what I want to say about you
Let's talk about the day you killed me
Ah, yes
The day you told me that my turn being happy had come to an end
The day you ripped my heart into a billion pieces and took each and every one with you as you left
Yesterday
It was only yesterday
How could this be
Only yesterday I had woken up so in love
And fallen asleep with the doubt of whether or not love even exists
Only yesterday you robbed me of the one thing that gave my true happiness
And today
Oh, God today
I thought things couldn't get worse but oh my was I mistaken
I woke up and for a second I didn't remember
Then it hit me
Like a tsunami had hit Japan
Like a disaster that struck America
Like a boulder you didn't hear rolling
Finally coming crashing down
Like every hope and dream I had left
Disappearing
All at once
The tears
My tears could have gave water to every dehydrated boy and girl on the planet
But instead they dripped down my cheeks
Four at a time
Craving you to wipe them away
You don't love me anymore
But dear God I've never been more in love with you
I try to keep quiet
But my soul is aching for your touch
Every second without you is torture
Every word is a trigger
Every memory is a nightmare that doesn't go away when I wake up
Every minute you don't take back what you said is another tear rolling down my neck
Or another scream in the middle of the night
Or another cut on my hip
Or another dropping of my stomach
Or another echo from where my heart used to be
Or another choking sensation in my throat
And it was only yesterday
I can not begin to imagine what the days to come will feel like
Every trigger
Every morning remembering what you did over and over again
Every person who asks how we're doing
Every tear I can never seem to hold back
Every moment I won't be able to tell you about
Every laugh you won't be there for
And there's still so many things I could say about you
I could go on for hours just talking about how your eyes bring me peace
or how your words help me sleep at night
I could talk about how your smile made my day better
or how your love kept me alive
I could spend eternity telling stories of your random acts of love
or how your kisses calmed me down
I could spend forever telling every one how amazing you are
And how much I love you
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 1:07 AM UTC
Call me a ****
I'm a ******
Call me a ****
I was *****
Call me a ****
I want to have ***
Call me a ****
I **********
Call me a ****
I fell in love.
Call me a ****
I kissed a boy.
Call me a ****
I touch myself.
Call me a ****
there's things I enjoy.
Call me a ****
he hurt me.
Call me a ****
I said no.
Call me a ****
he did it anyway.
Call me a ****
I don't know.
Call me a ****
I can hear you.
Call me a ****
scream it loud.
Call me a ****
although I might cut.
Call me a ****
like you're proud.
Call me a ****
it will hurt me.
Call me a ****
This I swear.
Call me a ****
I know it's not true.
Call me a ****
it's not fair.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 2:05 AM UTC
Yes, I still consider myself a ******
No, I did not "kinda" lose my virginity
NO, IT DID NOT FEEL GOOD
Are we done yet?
Yes, of course, I tried to fight back
No, I really couldn't have
Yes, obviously, I said no
Are we done yet?
No, it was not "sort of" **** "I guess"
Yes, it still affects me today
No, I did not press charges, I did not want to
Are we done yet?
No, he did not use a ******
Yes, there was a pregnancy scare
No, he was not willing to support the baby
Are we done yet?
Yes, I have told people
No, I would never consider pressing charges
Yes, I was fourteen
Are we done yet?
Yes, I know, you all told me to be careful
No, he does not text me anymore
Yes, I have lied to doctors
Are we done yet?
Yes, this conversation makes me uncomfortable
No, I will not say "no" when you ask if I want to continue
Yes, I want to stop, but "no" has lost its meaning to me
I am done now.
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 1:00 PM UTC
Every bruise
Is an unanswered cry for help.
Every burn
Is another failure.
Every scar
Is a lost battle in a war I am not winning.
Every tear
Is a promise you did not keep.
Every sleepless night
Is a journey I am helplessly left on alone.
Every poem
Is an ignored suicide note.
Every pill
Is one step closer to being free.
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
I thought I had fallen in love
With boys before you.
I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who took too long to text back.
I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who never kissed me in public.
I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who did not make me feel the way you do.
I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who had not fallen in love with me.
Now I know I had never fallen in love
Before I fell in love with you.
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
I cannot sleep tonight.
So, instead of dreaming of you, I am staring at this unusually bright moon and the way its light is hitting different spots on my bed because of how it flows through my partially opened blinds.
I am staring at this unusually bright moon and imagining that the light hitting different spots on my bed is you, resting soundly next to me where you belong.
I am staring at this unusually bright moon and, although I have never been too interested in religion, I am praying that something is keeping you up as well tonight and you are staring at this unusually bright moon too.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC