Both sides of me have
been in a ****** battle,
both believing
that they are right.
The sides of me that
both love and hate you.
And it doesn't matter
which side wins
because both will result
in the death of me

"I wish you didn't exist," he texted.
Even though I was unable to see his face
unable to see his eyebrows smushed together
to hear the frost in his voice
I knew he meant it.
He always meant these sorts of things

"Stupid."
"Annoying."
"*****."
"*****."

I've tried for almost as long as I can remember
to let those words bounce off of me
to walk through the fire
and still come out unscathed
but after awhile "*****"
starts to sound like "Babe"
and "I hate you"
sounds similar to
"I love you"

I've agreed with every word
that's ever came out of his mouth
memorized it,
written it down,
taken it to heart
so he wouldn't tower over me
belittle me
so he would stop just long enough-
so I could catch my breath

So when he said, "I wish you didn't exist"
I responded with,
"What do you think my headstone should say?"

I am going to die soon.

Life is just a flicker,
like turning off a light.
One second the light's there
and then its gone

The world's been around
for billions of years.
I won't make a difference.
My stories wont be told
in textbooks for students
to roll their eyes over .

The only thing I'll leave behind
is my carbon footprint.
I'll only be killing
Mother Earth
the longer I live

People take their time
trying to figure out life's least
answered questions,
but no one has ever wondered this:

Is life worth living at the cost of another?

I was shaking and shrieking

rolling thunder thrumming in my ears
electricity crackling in my fingers and toes
the wind whishing my hair every which way

Lighting flashed and I lost my mind

trees fell one by one and made my home a prison
the sky cracked open and tore the world in two
people shook and shrieked as they fought for their lives

I couldn't keep from laughing at it all

Oh, cheese how I love you!
swiss, mozzarella, cheddar, or blue
stringy, blocky, or holey
you're the only delicacy for me

I love to sit and savor you
appreciating your taste as I chew
on a roller coaster my tastebuds you take
if I went without you my heart would break

And when I'm down to your last bite
my empty plate a horrific sight
I grab my keys and head to the store
needing just a little more

"You can't love someone who never had a heart to begin with"