Is it the end of an era?
No.
Is it the end of an age?
No.
Is it the end of me?
Maybe.

The end of an ending,
My dear, we've barely begun,
But this has been coming,
The ending must be at the end.

He has the most blue eyes I have ever seen.
I will not compare them to oceans, or the sky.
They are blue, like sadness,
Or ice, the sweet kind that you eat in the summer.
I don't usually look him in the eyes.
I'm afraid of him, understand.
But when I do, his eyes never match his words.
His eyes belong to someone who is sad like me.
They belong to him, though, and his words are sharp
and his voice threatening, but his eyes,
They leave me confused.

I don't see a future me.
A me with kids,
A me getting married,
Me as a lawyer, like I used to want.
I'm not even sure
I'll get through this year.
It's hard to envision a future
when you don't have hope.

My father once told me that good men don't hit women.
But I never thought of him as a man.
And I never thought of myself as a woman,
We're still just kids, aren't we?
Yes, we're graduating in a year,
And maybe then you'll be a man,
But I don't feel like an adult,
So hitting  me doesn't count,
And you still have the chance
To be a good man.
Don't hurt the next one,
Please

Happy Yule,
The winter equinox, you know,
It's the darkest day of year.
And yet I feel the safest,
Drinking hot cocoa,
Away from the terrors of the world

Did you think this was Romeo and Juliet?
Did you think I'd give up everything for you?
I have not known men to be kind
or love to be lasting,
So I think it's better I stay alone.
At least I know that loneliness is lasting.

I have never believed in love,
But I believed in you,
Until you asked me for all I had.
You know I can't give it.

I'm fairly sure I don't need a degree
to tell you what's wrong with me.

It's a pretty long list,
I'm pretty messed up, huh?

I don't need to hire a doctor
to tell me I hate myself and why.
I can name each and every reason why.

I don't need a doctor
to tell me I'm traumatized from my past.
My nightmares assure me well enough.

I don't want to talk about it,
I don't want your medicine.
I'm not alright and that's okay.