You can take the heart out of the girl,
.
.
.
But please give it back.
She needs it.
She needs it to feel.
Without it,
How can she love?
How can she be loved?
It's been so long,
Since she felt something real.
Since she was surrounded by people.
People who cared.
She can't do it alone anymore.
She's waiting for her one day.
So take it.
Take her heart,
But please, I'm begging you to give it back.

Ink is thicker than water
Ink just lasts a little longer

A line in the dark
A line of light

A permanent scar
Not a permanent life

Rite of passage
Or open wounds

Closed doors
To open rooms

A layer below your skin
The needle goes deeper within

The world gave me flowers
And I crushed them with my feet
The world gave me sunshine
And I hid beneath my sheets
The world gave me laughter
And I cried myself to sleep
The world gave me air
And I filled my lungs with smoke
The world gave me water
And I consumed myself with poison
The world gave me freedom
And I enslaved myself to habits
The world gave me chances
And I threw most all away
The world gave me calm
And I turned my life to chaos
The world showed me comfort
And I feared it weren’t true
The world offered me forgiveness
And I am eternally grateful for its gifts

I've been at the spa
Tear facials, puffy eyes and nasal
Sighs in the steam.

I've been at the spa
Naked and wasted
Slowly rehabilitating myself.

Been so long
Since I've had a fix
Forgot what it's like
To be in your eclipse.

Been too long
Since I've had a kiss
Scared what it's like
To be saturated in bliss.

I've been at the spa
Suffocating and pruning,
To stop myself from swooning.

I've been at the spa
Dehydrated, not elated.
(Am I supposed to be relaxing?)