I'm sorry I cry so much about it but I literally can't stop
Every day it never changes but it's always something new
Cancer. Heart attack. Stroke. Aneurysm
Stress is eating me alive and there's not much of me left for it to even pick their teeth with
Fear, delusion, panic, obsession
Oppression and compulsion
An ingrained response
Paging Dr. Google. Click the same links. Old information
Old fears
Old tears
It gets so boring after a while. It deludes you into think it's fresh
'That's new.' No it's not. Fears repeat themselves
Wasn't I worried about you a couple months ago?
The reactions are tired
The horse is dead
Please stop
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 9:46 AM UTC
I cannot ever give into despair
If I allow for the pain to overcome me
And swallow up all that I've become
That is no worse than accepting death
I've won this battle once, twice,
Countless times before,
Coming out worse for wear each time
And yet still fighting on the next day
The price of complacency is one I cannot afford, and I will fight this war until it kills me
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 7:08 PM UTC
And there is too little
Not enough softness
And the world may
One day do me in
And cause me to turn
To stone or nothing at all
And yet I am too strong to
Submit to these fears
And life may be hard but
So am I in my softness, my love
And my compassion that comes so
Easily to me that I may care for all
And while I may hurt and feel weak still
Now I know I may overcome all
Dec 17, 2017
Dec 17, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
I don't enjoy writing anymore
Everything I do
Just feels so hollow and fake
I wonder if I am that way too
Pretty words with no substance
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 3:29 AM UTC
My thoughts are poisoning me and you're the only antidote
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
Emotionally unavailable
Talks about herself too much
Hard hearted and closed off
Soft and fragile to the touch
She doesn't know what she wants
She should've figured it out by now
We're so proud of our little girl
Why must you let us down?
Soft spoken and scared of everything
Strong willed and able to brush it off
A beautiful young adult
Her appearance makes us scoff
We love our little girl so much
We'll treat her heart like a toy
You can tell us everything
What do you mean you want to be a boy?!
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:55 PM UTC
We've been taught from stories that
Love
Is only pure when between
A boy and a girl
Only beautiful when
They are a specific type
Only whirlwind and fantastic when
It's a forbidden affair
And love is a path that is
Straight and narrow
Truth be told
Love has few boundaries
Love is love between people who
Are able to love
Can love
Will love
With all they've got in them
And love
In its purest form
Has no set path
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
Rain tap tapping
Upon the pink spotted umbrella
Beneath which we stand
On this dreary day.
The rain creates a melody
Of translucent color,
Similar to your whispering
Voice in the nighttime.
Sharing the umbrella, we stand
closer to each other than normal,
Almost huddled together, keeping
Each other warm.
Step, tap. Just a little closer you
Step over to me, and smile.
That idiotic smile of yours.
It makes me go wild.
And I kiss you, two lovers in the rain.
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
We search for meaning
In a world which contains none
And we find nothing
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 12:13 PM UTC
Sleepy town on a
Lazy Sunday afternoon
The rain keeps falling
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:32 PM UTC