Funny,
They tell tell you
To get rid of toxic
Things in your life,
But when you tell
Your Mom
That being around her,
Makes you want to die,
She breaks into
A million pieces
And begins to cry.

I tell him everyday
I hug him, I love him
I have broken the cycle
He is my all Mom
I know I am to you
So tell me you love me
I would melt in your arms
Mom please
I know you do
I just need to hear it.

You will always be enough
for the person who loves you.

i write tragedies
not sonnets
i'm as dark
as the night
my soul
holds sadness
grunge
is my aesthetic
and cheery
is not in my vocabulary

I am not a puppet on a string
I am not a dog on a leash
I am human I am me
I am my own person
With my own feelings
Please do not try
to control
My life
OK

I hope when my time has come
And I'm long gone
Someone looks at my words
The words that came from my soul
All the feelings of love, pain, happiness, emptiness, growth
And they know they would have loved me

you beat me so bad
i forgot if it was okay or not

suicide is not an option
suicide is not an option
suicide is not an option
suicide is not an option
suicide is not an option
suicide is not an option
suicide is not an option