let's sit and be nothing, do nothing,
in the silence and murmur of the flowers
while the breeze holds and hugs those who sit alone
and let our hearts move with this wind.

I can't believe I used to see you bare and fear what I saw there

I go home and I let my hair down, dark brown and I wish I had energy to wash it
Wet eyes quiet fingers quiet
Phone silent, I let it die and
put on a movie just to feel less alone when I watch it
Solitary confinement and feeling trapped. lost at home
I'm on stilts, but I sink?
In blankets stagnant
every fragment of stained glass that falls from my eyes is sharper than the razors
I press play
And the soundtrack drowns out anything I could have to say.

I never thought the saddest ones smiled the widest until that turned out to be me,

I'm glad I did not die before I met you

There's still that small part
of me that whispers "I know
you'll hurt me, too."

I want summer --
no stares from kids I don't know,
no glares from kids I unfortunately do.