Thursday's child has far to go.
a child borne
of beauty and grace
so much more
a pretty face
her mind usually still
calm
is wild
racing
she fights
not only to survive
to live
to love
for her right
to be a human

Thursday's child has a voice
Thursday's child made a choice
to many a persons dismay
Thursday's child decides
to stay

Thursday's child
not full of woe
unfortunately
still far to go

At the edges of horizon
where sky meets sea-
they lift their golden faces
to the waiting wind
they spin, laugh
and wish upon stars
overcome with longing to 𝒃𝒆.

Lost stars in twilight air
weightless prayers
with nowhere to rest,
sweeping into currents
unseen, unknown,
and settling into worlds
far from here.

Third time’s the charm
but it’s been five..
seven..
fifteen..
I’ve lost count.
I think this one’s deep enough
I think this one comes close
to rivaling every wretched thing
I did today.
For all the discourse about it,
they always neglect
to mention the raw
beauty of it.

The scarlet beads and
uneven armlets
curling around edges
of untamed flesh
grotesque on the outside,
uglier on the inside,
𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐲
it’ll be deep enough.

Its confirmed
My depression is real
Not self diagnosed
But clinically
I hope to get better
While I'm writing to you,
But I can't
Because I have the flu

I just took a science test
Didn't fail
but at the same time
I didn't pass

Red is for your lips; shiny, glossy, perfect
Orange is for your laptop; you always carry it around
Yellow is for your highlights; as blonde as the sand dunes in the desert
Green is for your eyes, which sparkle in the moonlight
Blue is for your emotions; broken and fixed at the same time
Violet is for your hair; the most beautiful shade of plum

                        I love you, Luna <3

Tears fall down my eyes
As I cry
Cry
I want you to come back
Please
Stay longer
But you can't
As your bones are laid out in a heart
A heart to show you loved me
But you don't exist anymore
I've lost the ability to love......