Part of me desires
to be known,
understood,
loved.
Part of me wants
to have someone,
someone to come home to,
someone I can tell all my woes.
Part of me knows
I deserve love,
knows I am a good person
knows that there is someone
somewhere who could love me.

and yet, when I am alone,
Part of me hates myself,
thinks I am never good enough.
Part of me doesnt even
want to try anymore at finding
my whoever.
Part of me has given up,
wont let me pick myself up
to carry on.
Part of me cries myself to sleep,
feels empty inside,
and has no will
to accomplish anything.

The things you say
have impact,
great or small,
every word that leaves your lips
can hurt or help.

Squeeze out all the toothpaste
the tube.
It made a mess didnt it?
now put it back in
the tube.
you cant?

Words are like that,
once you say something
you can NEVER take it back
no matter how
big of a mess it made
or how hard you try
to fix it.

Immature
You lash out
you hurt those around you
Unfeeling
You lash out
you shut out those around you
Insensitive
You lash out
you break the hearts of those around you
Weak
You lash out
you burden those around you

I can't say I'm broken
Even if I have not the strength to go on
I can't say "you've hurt me"
Even if my heart is torn and bleeding
I can't say "I hate myself"
Even if I feel it is the truest thing ever
I can't say I hate you
Even after all you've done to me
I can't say I'm depressed
Even if someone might be able to help
I can't say I need someone
Even if they need me too
I can't say I'm falling
Even if my fingers are slipping on the edge
I can't say I'm lost
Even if someone can guide me home
I can't say I miss you
Even though I feel it in my bones every day
I can't say I'm hopeless
Even if I've given up

After her heart
had been broken
one last time,
she promised herself
Never again would she let
some boy
with his head up his ***,
sweep in and woo her.
She promised herself that
she would turn off feelings of love
ignore them,
like a tired mother ignores
a screaming child.
She promised that she would never
let some boy break her heart,
never let some  boy even come near
her heart.
She decided to lock her heart away
but then when she wanted it,
she found it was no longer there.
So she wanders, empty and unfeeling
with a hole where her heart used to be.
She learned that a broken heart
is better than being heartless.

When a spirit
cannot rest or find peace
roams aimlessly,
hurting people that it encounters
you have to **** out the evil

Salt
Perfect little crystals
so perfect they are almost holy
they repel the evil within
Keep the bad trapped inside

Burn
Turn it all to ashes
Destroy the evidence
that it was ever there to be evil
that is how you keep from getting hurt

and so I choose
to Salt and Burn
all memories of you.
all the times we spent together
and all our laughs
because my soul deserves rest.
I deserve peace.

The chemistry
Between two souls
Is something that cannot
Be learned.
You cannot learn attraction
Cannot fake a spark.
Its there
Or its not