We're almost touching.
we were walking side by side,
you're talking about cabs in your hometown.
I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling my fingers
whispering "it's alright."

We're touching but not quite.
you held my shoulder to protect me from the passing cars.
and for the first time in a long while, I felt so fragile.
In this world where I find it hard even to breathe,
you believed me.

I almost said it.
All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you.

I want to find home in your collarbones.
Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in?
I want to seep in your being because I'm cold.
The world is harsh and my cracks are aching.

Almost.

i hurt him so much
i think i can't stand it
i found out he loved me
guess he thought I didn't hear it

i don't know if I love him
god
help me please
it's hurting him
so much
dear god
i need to know
show me a sign
i'd rather hurt myself

anytime

me not him
me not him
me not him

please

No one can know your pain
Not nearly as well as yourself
But the rope won't take it away
It just gives it to someone else

Remember the flame,
How much it hurts,
It all seems the same,
But I’m not really sure.

Remember the pain,
How it can sting,
Recall the shame,
All of the things,

Breaking you down,
Taking your core,
Can’t make a sound,
As loud as the floor.

Remember the laughing,
Take home the insults,
This can’t be happening,
Unable to repulse.

Bring all your tears,
Lay them aside,
You know the fears,
But not all the lies.

Show all your scars,
Give them to me,
I’ll make them ours,
I’ll set you free.

I’ll heal your rashes,
Wear them instead,
I’ll hold your ashes,
Only if you lend.

Purple, for the strange bruises that litter my body

Green, for running rampant through the back woods

Red, for the blood-stained rocks beneath my knees

Grey, for the pale faces that remain unrecognizable

Black, for the sky's ability to cover my 3am thoughts

Blue, for the blood-filled veins that keep me alive

Yellow, for the delicate flowers off in the distance

Pink, for the rosy cheeks I wish to awake next to

Orange, for the memories of the sunsets we missed

there are so many of you
that i would love to sit down with;
maybe over a milkshake and a plate of fries;
and just talk.
i want to ask you about the boy that hurt you,
about the anger you feel deep inside
over a father who said he’d come back...
and then didn’t.
i want to run with you through pages of words and say
“oh that’s right, what a lovely metaphor.”
i want to see all your smiling faces and
thank each and every one of you for showing me kindness,
for saving my life.
i want to collaborate on novels of poetry
and laugh with you through the tears of our pasts.
so until we sip those milkshakes and eat those fries...
thank you, to
some of the most beautiful people i have never met.

I can't sleep
Everytime I remember your words
They snap and recoil
And hurt me awake
Next time when someone
Promises me forever
I'll just smile
Look them in the eyes and ask
How long is forever to you.

So here I am,
Sitting on the bathroom floor,
Wondering if I’m even worth more,
Feeling trapped inside my mind,
I’ve become a slave to what I feel inside,
Everything is spinning,
Out of control,
I’ve given up the fight,
I’ve allowed my blood to spill.

Don’t call me or text me,
Don’t pretend that you care,
I wasn’t worth your time before,
What reason is there to care now?
Let me dissapear,
There’s no reason for me to be here anymore.

Goodbye,
Farewell,
May I wish you the best.
My curtain call has come,
And this is the final set.