Butterflies in my stomach
My legs over yours
Tracing your tattoo
Idly
Infinity sign
Your fingers in my hair
Mine in yours
Love
Sitting on the swings
Inky black sky
Peppered with stars
Your hands around my waist
Pushing me to higher
Heights
My head thrown back
Love
Is in your truck
My fingers curled through yours
My head on your stomach
Your hand on the best place
Possible
Love
Sitting on the couch
Your head buried in my neck
Your hands roaming my legs
My heart beating
Beating fast
Love
Us sitting on the rock
Staring at the sunset
Turning your head towards mine
Kiss
My heart hammering
Love
Every moment with you
Every spark you ignite
Every time your hands
Do magical things
Every time your eyes
Watch mine
Like I’m the prettiest thing
You ever did see
Love
Love
You

thank you,
cruel teacher,
for
setting
me
free

Every day
An overwhelming desire
Pushes me to
End it all right there
But every day
I’m dragged back
To the one reason I continue to live.

I dream my poem.
I poem my dream.

Jokingly she asked
What are you running from?
My demons
I responded
Do you run fast enough for that?
She laughed
But my smile slipped
And my body froze
Probably not
I answered
I will never be fast enough
To outrun you

I’ve been happy
I say
I swear
But I’m lying
I’m always searching
For the next rush
Adrenaline

I’m scared
Even with the army behind me
I’m scared of the look in her eyes
When she realizes
That it’s me holding the knife
Not her anymore
I’m scared
That I’ll still have to stay
And nothing will be okay
I’m scared
Of this sudden change
It’s not just my life
It’s everyones
Everything will be different
I haven’t even had the chance
To find myself yet
I’m scared
I don’t know what I’ve done
But I know it’s huge
Bigger than me
And it’s not fair
But I’m scared still

I don’t know what’s going to happen
I don’t know what the outcome will be
And that
To me
Is the scariest part
Of everything

sad stories
are the ones that make you cry
but for a reason...

I started wearing a rubber band
Around my wrist
So I can send slicing pain
Through my arm when I didn’t feel okay
My wrist is swollen
White welts
But they won’t scar
That makes it okay