Who is in your ears
Family or fears
I think I'm leaving soon
To put an end to the feud
I'd give anything
To protect hurt you bare
Goodnight my friend
If never again
You really are rare
Aug 5, 2025
Aug 5, 2025 at 5:28 AM UTC
Not really thoughtful
I smelled it in the air
It made me wonder
Am I a burden or bare
Problematic and scared
No thought or care
Or do I not have to pause
During a moment of fear
Jun 7, 2025
Jun 7, 2025 at 9:59 PM UTC
I ran around stairs
Only for the laundry
Thickheaded ideas
Giggled at the groceries
Tolls
Highways
Parking lots
Not walking down
For the wrong train
Another promise
Here's the thing
Lights
Speaking
Easily
Trajectory is brutal
Looking dumb
With a thumb
Path or next aisle
Confused
Old news
Not true
I smiled
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 2:08 AM UTC
I'm mad because I was told to be silent
When I was throwing up violent
At times your friends were on diets
Buy the books or die by it
Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 12:26 AM UTC
Who was I?
When you didn't care.
What happened?
We
Was it me?
Tell me.
Please!
I want to release
The people
You know them
Who never dared
To walk away
Was it me?
Speak up!
I need to know.
Did I escape?
Dec 6, 2024
Dec 6, 2024 at 3:17 AM UTC
Squares do cartwheels
On four sides
Rectangle does handstands
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 10:04 PM UTC
I think vanity is a poison
Trying to keep a day frozen
The mirror you can't run from
Probably afraid and then some
Grocery trips made me remember
The last day I stumbled
Eyes and ears at every turn
I really wanted to be returned
Running and running
And running when sore
I hit the floor
Blood did pour
I want to know
Who read the news
That my face was gone
Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 4:34 AM UTC
It would also feel less hurtful when she gushes over TV for something the family she made deals with.
She can't relate past the family that made her deal with it.
It always is about her and Bob.
Like every connection still has to be from her family. And her family is not us.
Which is crazy because she made us.
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 10:10 PM UTC
I get bored a lot
More so I am lonely
As a child I wanted
People to hold me
Stages overlapped
Growing up too fast
Slipping through gaps
Running to collapse
I heard a theory
It was a nice thought
That I hated my skin
It wasn't mine I was in
Mine was still waiting
Snoring and cranky
For me to find again.
Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 1:39 AM UTC
Floored was the norm
Worry was the game
All things ignored
I'm also to blame
Things were never good
Twilight always came
Looks and nods
To put it simple
It felt sane
At anniversaries
I collected cards
Tried to wink
Say the right things
Except for Christmas
With anger and no heart
You left us to miss us
I didn't even start.
Apr 5, 2024
Apr 5, 2024 at 12:08 AM UTC