Crumbled in a bedsheet
Crying, don’t leave me behind
Standing, I don’t care if you go.
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 6:14 PM UTC
So great my heart begins to race
Then burst and pace
Until what was great is just a pain
And the pain is just the mirror
Face
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 6:11 PM UTC
I can’t change the colour of blood,
and I can’t stand up for all this mud.
I am a stone.
You are the ocean.
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 6:10 PM UTC
Oh I wonder what would happen
If I fell back into ruin
Crumbled into my sheets
like dust
Never seen again.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 11:17 AM UTC
I feel like when there is too much space around me,
I could hold a breath and never let go,
no one would hear my hand fall to the ground
because the room has too much sound, and my
small hand means nothing to a concrete floor,
carpeted over to muffle the screaming silence.
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 6:35 PM UTC
It slips off the tongue like it's been waiting for years.
Everyone eats it up like they've been starving.
And I feed them like I'm starved of attention.
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 11:15 AM UTC
Do we love each-other or are we just trying to fit in?
Pretending that because we laugh, we must love.
Telling you that you know everything about me
when I hide every thing I can from you.
Tearing my hair out, why am I such a liar?
But you've been lying too.
You tell me that you love me when I could be anyone to you.
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 11:13 AM UTC
I'm still too young to understand the bad things that I have done
yet they come and pull my stomach down
at any time of day.
I'm still too young to know if I love you or if I should have gone
yet I hear myself saying it every time
at any time of day.
I'm still too young to feel the way I do
and I just need to ease the pain, in any type of way,
at any time of day.
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
I have been drowning
But every touch of yours
Is a small gasp for air
Easing into my lungs
Releasing the pain
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
I never have to say goodbye
Even when the day I die
Arrives and in the dust I'll fly
In other's thoughts is where you'll find
The remnants of my ghostly dame
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC