you don't have to stop crying or explain why you are crying
you don't have to do anything at all

you don't have to always be strong for vulnerability is not wrong
be brave and let those beautiful tears fall

she was my growth
she was my world
she was my girl
now she is everyone else's

she called me her magnolia
she called me her river bed
she called me her joy
now she just calls me selfish

she held my hand
she held my child
she held my weight
now she just holds her ground

she was my understanding
she was my humanity
she was my love
now she is just another breakdown

she is a broken ipod
that nobody listens to

he is an open book
that everybody reads without permission

you're a lonely outsider
wanting to be known

i'm an extraordinary orphan
finding my way home

They bulldozed the bushland and put up a concrete building

They moved the bushland into the building so the building would look more inviting

I went to find the bushland because it's my favourite place to write

Only to find a building in which I was not allowed inside

Faded letter in a back pocket
A letter you never got to read
Addressed to no one
Discovered by a uniformed stranger
Words full of meaning
Promises and platitudes
Faded letter in my back pocket
The conclusion of a messy scene

The moon told the sun
Someone's about to fall in love

The sun replied to the moon
Let's watch her heart split in two

i wrote a brilliant poem
sent it in to be edited
it came back to me censored
so this is all that is left to read

I want change in my cup
I want change to the system
I want to change my perspective
I want to change a life

I want to change the record
I want a change of style
I want a change that has real meaning
I want to change your mind

I want to change the narrative
I want to change what is corrupt
I want to change their attitude
I want change in my cup

Is a cheater always a cheater?
Do you cheat then wear that brand forever?
What if you're remorseful and want to change?
What if you never cheat again?

Is a cheater always a cheater?
I've always been a fidelity believer
I also believe that leopards can change their spots
But I cheated so I'm a cheater forevermore

I am not Cinderella
There is no glass slipper on my feet
I don't need no Prince Charming
I am already complete

My story is no fairy tale
This does not end the way you think
Reality is harsher than fiction
Good guys don't always win

I am not Cinderella
I traded my ball gown for ripped jeans
I don't need no Prince Charming
I am already Queen

I told her that I am not ready
I am not ready for the world to know
This closet might be limited but I am safe inside it

She got angry
She got impatient
In the end she could not take it

I tried to say that it was not about her
I tried to explain that she was my 8th wonder

I do have pride even though I hide
I am just not ready to say that I am bi

Closure is something that I will never have
You did not think I deserved that
No explanation
No goodbye
Makes me think that our friendship was a lie

Closure is something that I rarely receive
It seems they do it just to spite me
I'm too much to deal with
Too much drama
Too demanding
It makes me question the point of my existence

Closure is an elusive myth
As invisible as a birthday wish
Closure is an old friend that I met in a dream
He taught me about acceptance
He taught me about inner peace
Now I realise that true closure is found from within

Hold onto me and I'll disappear
Let go of me and I'll stay for years

Dear ******,
I made this lovely coffin
Lined with beautiful red satin
I crafted it perfectly
Handmade especially for you
I know you didn't ask for it
But neither did I
So what do you say,
Fancy a nap?

Cold was the winter air when you broke the news to me

Anger was the first emotion that I remember feeling

Grey was the colour that everything turned, like all the colours had been evaporated

Gone were all the dreams that we ever created

Cold was the winter air when you broke the news to me

What is the colour of love?
What is the price of pain?
The answer lay within the blood
Pumping through his veins

Pain comes in many colours,
Red.
Blue.
Green.

Red, the blood on the pavement
Blue, the deep well of depression
Green, the envy of knowing that I will never have what you have

Pain comes in many colours,
And you are colour blind.

The comfort you seek brings out the anger in me
The more that you speak
The less I know how to be
The comfort that you seek brings us no peace

I didn't want him to die
If only he'd had a survival guide

If such a guide existed
He wouldn't have been so twisted

It's painful to hear the truth
That he died because of you

So you choose to hide
In your comfortable denial

****.
You're already here and I need more time
Time, time
Time to write a very good alibi

Why?
Because you'd more than *****
Up the truth, if you heard it

Baby!

The pet name that you called me years ago
Now it's what I call the ugly thing in my belly

Ohh...
Every single pair of eyes linger on my face now
My face, my body, my name
And now you are here way too early
Or maybe too late

Yes.
I know you never knew the truth
I know I never told you
Perhaps I believed I was bullet proof
Or really I just didn't want to cause you hassle

No.
I don't hate or blame or want to **** you
I just don't want you here
You make it hard for me to dissapear
You also make it hard for me to fool myself

Empty.
The bottle, the threats, the excuses
And the supply of fluids that we used
To support my tears

What?
Don't ask me what we are doing
The last time I checked it was "I" not "We"
And my face wasn't pretty
It was *****

****.
You're actually here and you're actually not going
It looks like you really want answers
Answers of the substantial kind
I'd better brew a kettle of peppermint tea

I don't hate men
No, not at all

I am simply aware
Of what they are capable of

I don't hate men
That would not be fair

But neither is the act
Of *** without consent

This thing was beautiful
This thing was magnificent
This thing was magical
A magical mess

This thing broke his heart
This thing damaged our trust
This thing almost tore us apart
I'm trying to fix this up

This thing has hurt my self confidence
This thing has made me so selfish
This thing stole my innocence
Actions have consequences

I tasted the money in my mouth
A bitter transaction
A disgusting sensation
All problems can be solved with cash
What is your price?
What a sordid question
I tasted the money in my mouth
The sour taste of consumerism

I lost years to you
Submitted my soul from the start
I bowed down to you
I served you till my fingers bled
I followed you everywhere you went

I lost years to you
Thinking this is all I'd ever get
Thinking that without you I'd be be worthless
Until the day I gathered up my courage and left

it takes courage to fight
it takes even more to finish it
it takes courage to use your voice
and all the courage in the world
to say nothing at all
it takes courage to fight
it takes even more to stay silent
it takes courage to survive
but none at all to write this

i will never forget the year 2020
when one little disease turned the world into a frenzy

i saw people fight over toilet paper
it seemed like my life had been changed forever

i will never forget the year 2020
it was the wake up call we had never been expecting

the more you bleed
the deeper the passion
so
i
severed
your
jugular
and soaked myself in our crimson romance

He crossed the line
Entering my life
He ignored my resistance signs
Avoiding all my female land mines
There were no explosions
There was no protection
He crossed the line
Desecrating my sacred shrine

the
choices
had
been
laid
out
for
me
all i had to do                          was choose

Crucify me
You know that you want to

Hang me up
Next to all of my mistakes

While you hammer in those nails
I wonder

Will they crucify you with me?

He lathered me up so well
I didn't know the soap was lies
So even though I felt clean
It was all a cruel disguise

this universe is too small for the both of us
no matter how far i run
you are still too close

this destruction is too devastating
it permeates through to my core
so forgive me as i cut this poisonous cord

take this snow white daisy chain
a handmade token of my faith
my faith in love
my faith in love
take this and please don't give up

You wanted to dance with me
With bare feet
On broken glass
With no music
When I was a paraplegic

You wanted to do the impossible
Just to laugh probability in the face
You wanted to dance with me
In the middle of the pouring rain
But I don't like your chances
I don't believe in fate

I get scared of death

So I decided to write it down

So maybe I could move on

Bold and brave and strong



I can't comprehend death

It's too hard to understand

The unknown is like the dark

A primal fear to man



So here I mention death

Put it in front of the mirror

Hold it up to the light

So we can see it a little clearer



Maybe death is just like life

Perhaps just another version

Maybe it's a circle instead of a line

Maybe it doesn't even matter



I get scared of death

So I decided to write it down

And now I'm moving on

Bold and brave and strong