The walls inside my head
Have cracked like the walls behind my bed
I don’t know how or when
But sometime between now and then
There was a slit
And then the plaster split
And through the cracks spilled
New thoughts as the world stilled
And I began to realize
There are so many lies
Within this society
And still it’s worshiped with aggressive piety
The cracks become chasms
As the thoughts rearrange the atoms
Of this life
Full of pain and strife
But once the flood subsides
Every thought hides
And I look at my wall
And see nothing at
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 8:00 PM UTC
Nostalgia is a summer day
In early August
Or maybe late May
A barbecue in the street
With bubbles
And block party treats
I remember water balloons
Wet clothes
And sunblock at noon
4th of July
Watching floats
That seemed to touch the sky
A swimsuit for weeks
Wavy, tangled hair
And sun-kissed cheeks
Nostalgia is a summer day
In early August
Or maybe late May
May 24
May 24, 2026 at 10:55 PM UTC
Play me like a violin
Watch me come alive
Beneath your touch
And sing praises
In your name
For all to hear
Watch me put you on a pedestal
And bow down at your feet
Ignorant to your hatred
Of everything I am
Blind to look in your eyes
When you see my face
I would lay down my life
To keep you standing unscathed
But you would rather I be
Mauled
Then risk a single hair on your head
You whisper cruel words
About who I am
When the only things
I ever say
Are never ending compliments
Accompanied by wistful smiles
And dreamy eyes
So play me like a violin
And hear me make
Beautiful music
Just for you
Only to have you throw me away
The second you get a chance
Play me like a violin
And even though it hurts
I wouldn’t have it
Any other way
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 5:32 PM UTC
Your love
Is a pendulum
Swinging between
Love and laughter
To hate and tears
I don’t understand
How you can be
Fighting one second
And smiling the next
Your mood swings
Are giving me
Emotional whiplash
I’m being pulled in two directions
A tug of war with you on
Opposite ends
I’m stuck in the balance
That is always tilted
And trapped in the cage
With no bars
I don’t understand
How too make you both happy
I feel like I’m always trying
But you want it to be
Effortless
You once told me
That you don’t know
What example your setting
When it comes to love
But I can tell you
That I have a list
That spans my entire life
Full of what not to do
So no
I don’t understand
And I hope I never will
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 5:26 PM UTC
Every sunrise
Used to hold a
Promise
Of a new day
A new chance
But now I dread the time when
Light spills through my window
It means I have to wake up
And be someone
Who only sometimes feels like me
Each new day
Used to be filled with wonder
At all the possibilities
Daylight could bring
But now it seems as if
Nothing changes
Everything stays the same
And I used to believe the sunshine
Held my hand
And helped me through life
But now I know
The sunrise will always fade
And the sun will go away
Leaving me alone
And with nowhere to go
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 5:24 PM UTC
I read a line once
It told me
“Hope is the thing with wings”
I never realized
How true it was
Hope flies around our chest
And floats us
Higher
And higher
And higher
Sometimes we get carried away
I fell in love with hope
And the way it made me feel
But no one told me
How easy it is to fall
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 11:05 AM UTC
We hand out fake compliments
Like flyers on sidewalks
Our business is secrets
And we trade with gossip
Alliances built on top
Broken chainlink friendships
Jagged edges hidden by
Mascara, blush, highlighter
Fractured smiles and lightless eyes
Framing our made faces
Never want to be a burden
So we don’t talk
Trying to figure out how to fit
Into society’s mold
That’s too small
For our potential
We are told to grow up
Then belittled when wearing
Crop tops and push up bras
We are in a constant tug of war
Between who we are
And what they want us to be
The truth is
We’re stuck
Stuck in the filtered lies
We see on screens
Stuck in these ideals
Of who we’re supposed to be
Stuck with believing
The only thing we’re worth
Is the way others see us
And never how we see ourselves
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 10:48 AM UTC
We’re temporary runaways
We hide behind sheds
And in between buildings
Perched on swing sets
And tucked within library shelves
We come back to our
Houses but not quite homes
And dream about going
Somewhere
Farther away
Crossing oceans instead
Of these streets
Climbing mountains instead
Of chain-link fences
Traveling miles instead
Of footsteps
We think about a time
Where we can be anyone
And do anything
Instead of being stuck here
In this little island town
Where nothing changes
Day after day
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 10:38 AM UTC