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Hey Jul 11
They chart my thoughts
Writing in the margins
Label me unstable
Calm hands, cold and cynical

White coats, dead eyes
Dissecting not with blades
But questions that cut deeper
Deeper than my blades could

I am but a test subject
Observed, not understood
Answers become symptoms
Insane at the very least
Driven to the brink of psychosis

Taking notes just a job
I am studied
Just a case in a folder
Patients not people
Not even human
143 I love you
Hey Jul 6
Joints… aching like rusted hinges
Hair… slipping away like autumn leaves
Memory…flaking off like the old paint that covered my walls
Fatigue… like a tide that never recedes

I feel as if
I've carried centuries in a single skin
Lived lives I can’t remember
But still feel in my marrow

And yet
I’m nowhere near the halfway mark

The same clock hands, circling
Almost in slow motion
Same dull rhythmic beating
Routine wears like sandpaper
Smoothing the edges
As the years blur and blow away
Hey Jul 4
Every breath I take
feels as if I'm drowning
Not in water
In silence

Every stroke I can feel it leaving me
The pain, the schedules

Yet when I look up
She has her business
He has full score on SAT and PSAT
Medals and trophies
worn like a second skin

4.0s, bare minimum
They have a legacy
Leaving marks no one can erase

Yet when I look in the mirror
I'm falling so behind
Already almost done with high school
Yet I feel as if I have nothing
done nothing
so empty
so far
so quiet
so...
behind
Hey Jul 3
Goodbyes were never mine
they weren't real
until they were
Because I played make belief
until it was too real not to feel

How do I continue
when the echoes you left
scream in my head

How do I just be
without you
when every thought
leads to you

I can't keep going
every time I close my eyes
you appear laughter sharp and clear

How am I supposed to say goodbye
when I once couldn't dream of a day without you
Goodbye feels too final..

See you again
Hey Jun 23
What happened to those promises?
Those promises from when we were untouched
Untouched by this world, still laced with wonder
Innocence as a child beams with a smile so bright
So fierce that it could rival the sun

What happened to those promises?
Pinky promises from when smiles weren't masks
Masks to hide the truth of broken promises
.
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pieces                                        falle­n                          trying
revive                    
    ­to                                             what              we
lost                                      
                                                                ­ shattered
   fractured                   broken                                                  

RUINED
Growing up huh, kinda *****
Hey Jun 21
You don't know what you have until you've lost it
Those small, fleeting moments, you never held on
You take it all for granted thinking it will stay
...
But once its lost its not coming back
Somehow you just have to live knowing that
That you had more time
You just chose not to spend it doing something better
Chose not to spend it with the people you love
Left with simple echoes, just reminders of the choices you made
...
Wishing to turn back the clock
Imagining if you hold your breath long enough
you might just stop time
But the past is gone
And now you just have to live with it
live with what you've lost
Hey Jun 19
Stop to think before you act
As everyone had always said
When surrendering to the dark
Silence grows heavy
Thoughts begin to spiral
Right before bed
Moon comes by as an old friend
Drawing soft shadows along the wall
Bringing light even to the dimmest flames
Yet one night moon never comes
She waits by bedside
Without the moon's warm light
Darkness begins to tug at her
Until she succumbs to its promise
Of an eternal flame
Not meant to warm
Simply to blind those who fly too close to the sun
Inspired by the myth Daedalus and Icarus
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