I've never felt connected to one place
I see a house where you'd see a home.
I can come and go,
it's all the same to me.
I've never wanted to be in one spot for too long
I need change where you'd need consistency.
I get restless and move,
it's just the way I have always been.
I've always dreamt of running away
I feel trapped where you feel free
I thought I'd never know a place,
but now I see that home isn't a place for me.
It's a person.
It's you.
Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 2:30 AM UTC
How can we heal these wounds?
I can't soak myself in vinegar any longer,
My skin has pruned.
I can't swallow any more honey,
It's too sweet for me.
I've swallowed lemon and salt,
I've scrubbed with eucalyptus,
I've burned my sheets and cut my hair
so that my sadness wouldn't spread.
I've combed the tears out of my hair,
I've sat in baths of ice and drank cups of boiling water
I've walked in the woods to clear my mind
so that I could heal
I don't know what your intention is,
coming back into my life all of a sudden
But I know these wounds haven't healed
and I don't know if they ever will
after you left me.
If you are going to return, just please don't open up my stitches- I may not have healed but I won't be able to be put back together if you leave me again like you did.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
Everything about us
was a false pretence
but you still plague my mind
and I want you out.
You don't deserve to be
written about
but I'm chasing my tail
trying to erase you.
You're a bully
and for some reason
your teasing echoes
in my hollow shell.
Get out of my life, get out of my head.
Get. Out.
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 1:14 AM UTC
There comes a time when our unfathomably complicated souls turn around and look at themselves.
And at this time, your bad math grades won't matter.
Your failed relationships don't count
and your pimples or wrinkles don't show.
All that you'll see, staring back at yourself, is how far you've come
and how far you'll go.
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
If only I could get
a breath of fresh air
A telescope through the sand
Sifting through grains of unwanted thought and unwanted feelings
To the cool, clean, crisp air.
Air would be so nice right now.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 9:34 AM UTC
Dear friend
As tacked on plastic stars lazily glow on my ceiling
and I listen to your mixtape
I'm reminded once again of how irreplaceably broken I am,
but his time, I am truly alone
and no amount of fermented fruit or ***** fumes is going to let me forget.
Dear friend
Out of everyone on this corrupt earth
I never thought it'd be you
We held our tongues in the back of class
Now I hold my tongue when I see your face
They've done this to me before, so that does not surprise me
But this time it's so much worse, because I've clearly lost you
Dear friend
I don't know why you changed, or what I did wrong
and when I asked you didn't seem to know either
But I've heard that you don't really care any more
but your drawing smiles at me from my witnessing walls
I don't know whether I should take it away or leave it.
Dear friend
My eyes ran until it hurt to shed more tears
and my cheeks became salty streams
drops, like splatters of blood, littered my dark dress
It seemed that I cried
Until the whole of me was drenched
The sorrow soaking through my soul
Absorbed by my skin
Dripping from every single hair.
Dear friend
The fact that you have left me hurts more than any of my wounds
Even when the boys put me back on the shelf, broken, I'd half expected it
But you? Never. I'm glad I didn't see this coming though, because then I probably would've given in a long time ago.
Dear friend
Each time I see your photos, my skin forms new bruises, purple and swirled like your painting of the galaxy.
And when you avert your gaze, I feel pinches in my skin
The idea of no longer holding your respect physically pains me, sickens me.
I didn't get out of bed. I was going to end it all, but I promised myself that whatever was happening wasn't
But it is
Dear friend
I sound like I've come out of a bad break up- a ****** ex or clingy soul
But the truth is, I valued your friendship more than anything, and it is the loss of it that continues to be the broken glass beneath my bare, swollen feet.
If you read this and laugh, or show it to the others
If you say I'm overreacting, or attention seeking
If you don't believe a word I've written
Then let me give up on this friendship without further torment.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
You know
how I feel
when my hands
won't let go
You know
what I see
when my eyes
move so slow
You know
I grow weak
when you say
all those things
and you know
how I cried
when you gave her
that ring
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 6:25 AM UTC
my words aren’t going to make you love me
and neither is my face
what makes me any different
from the entire human race?
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 6:23 AM UTC
remember when we used to play?
we'd be pirates or spies
and waste the whole day
now the only thing we ever play
is happy happy families
it's the only way.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 6:19 AM UTC
My dad said he loved me
but it felt like a lie
“why can’t you be normal?”
he’d yell while I’d cry
*“your face is too miserable,
your opinions do bore,
your hobbies are useless
you’re more of a chore
you never say thanks
and you’re ridden with lies
and God knows I’m reasonable,
I’m a pretty nice guy”*
forgive me for thinking
your respect insincere
and for being the only one
who’s wrath I no longer fear
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 6:18 AM UTC