I hope you miss me.
I hope you drown in the loneliness
Of the silence that will greet you.
I hope the depths of sadness
Never really leave you.
Not even when you scream
As the pain cuts through your body.
I hope my face is forever printed in the back of your mind,
So when you look at her
You will always see me.
I hope you never move on.
But of course,
This poem is a lie.
I love you
And I would never wish what you have done to me,
Upon you.

my true love
my father
was a stressfree
person growing up
I saw the look on his
face change
we were both getting
older
and he sensed that
As I got older and started
to fit into
new clothes
He started to attract
worry lines
I never saw him like this
never
and i didnt like it either
As i got older i got more
wiser and
my meta-cognative awareness
was peaking (or so I thought at the time).
People started to notice me
while he still remains worrying
worrying that ill change
and wont be
daddys little girl
anymore

And the breath she took
Didn’t cool her down
The heat was spilling out
Thirst began
To scale her tongue
Lips and legs ajar
The fire spread within the dark
Until it rained
And clouds embraced
Sighs escaping smiles

“I’m your key, Pandora;
I’m just as guilty
as you are”

Walking in jeans
stained with
grass
and
memories

Mark my words
Never fall for a heart
Filled with music
They'll turn the car radio
So high that you'll drown
And they'll unplug your
Favorite song without knowing