In the deep corners of 3am,
I find her.

He lurks in the darkness
Never far away
Follows my every step
Fills my world with dismay
Pieces of myself he has kept
Terrified no one would stay

Stay with me,
I plead
As I feel us decay
Yet cling to you with my greed
You, who has led me astray

I met you in the depths of November
Do you remember that day?
My heart, a dying ember
Set ablaze with every word you would say

Your words have become twisted
Our memories black and blue
Unharmed, you persisted
Knowing now what I need to do
Instead grasping onto you
Living with someone I thought I knew, because, don’t you know?
Loneliness kills.

You pushed her so hard,
to fly as high as she could.
As high as the mountains,
as high as the stars.
You pushed her so hard,
though she can't,
till she fell and broke her wings.
Now, her broken wings
could never fly,
can't even reach the tree,
she always dreamt to be.

there are two types of sadness

there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home

I'm sorry;
I'm a vengeful creature,
Unable to let it go,
Unable to even forget.

You broke all of me,
More than just my heart;
You broke my soul and will, too.

I don't want to be like her,
I want to be better,
But I'll worry about that later,
Forgive me, please.

It's your turn now,
I know I'm breaking all of you, too,
But at least I'm telling you,
Which is more than what you can say you did.

"I don't know."