period..
period..
go away
i dont need you
i am gay
not mine
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
depression is the ***** i want to punch in the ******* face
anxiety is her ******* side kick
panic dances around with them like a ******* background dancer
well have i got news
im done dancing
this is a fight i will fight
but not to the death
i will not let this **** me
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 6:49 PM UTC
her fingers ran like ink across my skin
never ceasing to keep flowing
we wrote our own stories
but one day she left
and she took our pen with her
ceasing me from ever wanting
to write stories again
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 6:44 PM UTC
her vibes are quite aesthetic
but her mind is rather sick
walking the line between happy and sad
but shes found that its slick
shes fallen a few times
broken her back
now shes comfortable down there
and there's no coming back
shes tried to crawl up
but they own her now
she wants to care
but she doesnt know how
they all try to save her
but she doesnt want saved
shes too far gone
that she feels ok
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 6:31 PM UTC
mommy told me
dreams could come true
little did i know
nightmares are dreams too
i went to sleep
as i was tossing and turning
my mind restless and angry
but silently churning
mommy didnt love daddy
and kicked him out
they did nothing but fight
scream
and shout
daddy was sad
but none the less
found some copes
for all the stress
some on the street corner
and some in the sheets
he thought it was a secret
some secret indeed
i grew older
and nothing changed
if anything, if got worse
all the sorrows and pain
nothing got better
and there was nothing i could do
but never the less
found my copes too
i scarred my wrists
and ate some medication
hoping for happiness
and sedation
I woke up, tired and all
but soon realized
i wasnt asleep at all
Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 7:32 PM UTC
Lately I've felt,
like a broken clock,
a young soul,
that yet ceases to tock.
The thing about clocks,
you know when they stop ticking,
and with people,
you often cant tell when they stop feeling.
Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 7:23 PM UTC
He cupped my face in his hands
and i felt safe
He kissed me on my forehead
and i felt loved
He wrapped his arms around me
and i felt warm
He talked to me first
and i felt wanted
yours truly-
the one who you wrote you name on their heart
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC
and at that moment
that exact moment
i saw the life leave her eyes
even if she wasnt dead
but she could have been
on the inside
i guess no one would ever know how she was feeling
no one could ever tell
she could fill her pillow with tears and still...
still laugh with the rest of the crowd
those dark eyes of hers
well those dark eyes had stories
they held many stories
many memories
many tears
and many feelings
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 6:05 PM UTC
he is the one that keeps you up at night
he is the one reason you dont get sleep
he is the one that haunts your mind at 3 am
he is the one that flushes your cheeks bright red
he is the one that makes your heart skip beats
he is the one that has written his name on your heart
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 6:02 PM UTC