I live,
Therefore I love.

I love,
Therefore I hurt.

I hurt,
Therefore I can die.

I will die,
Therefore I must live.

Im tired of this
Just tell me

Tell me the words I want to hear



"I like you too"

Screaming
At the top
Of your lungs

Never trust
The wrath of
An angry Tongue

Your mind Racing
Vengeful
Outspoken

When your heart
is shattered
Broken

Quiet your Head
Less
You regret
What you have said

swallowing
melting white
magic to relax me

I am lying in
a tight space in a
large machine

a soft rag
placed over my eyes
to fool me

my head lifted, tilted
and squeezed

held in place

soft songs I requested
playing in my ears

trying to drown out
the rattle and humming

of the invisible rays
entering and exiting me

sending signals to
the machine
that will read me

am I that obvious?

The fluidity of words
Consecrating more than
A simple idea
Has slipped away

And what’s left are
Empty hands and
Silent mouths
Void of sophistication

we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections

I'm a waste of space.
Waste of time.
Waste of air.
Waste of the time you spent on me.


Time you spent with me
Me of all people.
I felt free.
Loved.
Wanted.



But it was just your sick little lie, your sick little game.