Ladybugs

On my willow tree
So colourful yet dull
and listless
I pluck them off the tree leaves
into my pocket they go
because I’m just a girl
I don’t know better
I make them
Sit inside my room
in a little cloudy glass of water
they don’t survive
I didn’t know but
they’re pretty and I
just wanted to look at them I.
Didn’t know
The convenience of my room.
Sorry, little creatures.  
I’m so sorry.
So sorry.

What if you fall?
But what if you fly?
You'll never know
'Til you give it a try
It's holding you back
Fears whispering lies
Your wings wouldn't flap
If they weren't meant for the sky.


❤️

the keyboard speaks
and I am silent
but we are joined
at the fingertips.

how could anyone love an eliza
when it stumbles off my tongue
like it doesn’t belong to me?

all this anger and all this sorrow
used to be love

it used to be laughter
and late-night texts
the kind of thing
we swore will never fade

but now, it’s a weight
i carry alone
all the silence
every moment i wish i could take back

what do you do
when something so beautiful
turns into this?