I don't wanna hear talks
I want to hear your foot steps when you walk
Then I'll know your gone

This is so pathetic
Like you when you broke my heart
Making everything tragic and dramatic
Making me get a wish
A wish of wanting everything to be extatic

I don't feel the need to eat anymore.
*So I'm not going too...

Poetry is my voice when my lips deny my speech

When I cut myself
I feel at peace
As if no one can hurt me
Because I'm already hurting myself
Ill never forget the way I sit in the bathroom floor
Or the way my legs stretch out on the floor
Or how my back feels pressed against the wall
Or even how I hold the blade in my right hand
Ill never forget the way
The blade feels against my left arm
How the blood  slips through my skin
Or how the world gets find of quiet
When I cut myself
I feel at peace
As if no one can hurt me
Because I'm already hurting myself

Remember that night
When I angered you
You were so mad
I was so upset
I've never met anyone so stubborn
I told you I was sorry
I told you I didn't mean it
I told you I loved you
You said goodbye

It's 5am
I can't sleep
You text me
and simply say you love me
I ask why
Thinking your still mad at me
And you said
*i want you to know that I love you even when I'm mad at you

I believe that you can only love what you got while you got it and once it's gone, it's gone. You have to learn to let go. Nothing is forever.

The world is a majestic place
Filled with love and beauty
So many secrets hidden within the memories
The series of moments shared upon the earth are forgotten so quickly
Buried beneath the dirt are the dead lost in someones memory
It's sad to know that one day you'll be forgotten
But I can't help but ask... what about me?
I am dying
And the question is not why am I dying
No one will care
I'll just be another dead girl
Just another body rotting six feet under
And the question is not why I chose death
No one will understand
I'm just another sad girl
Just another girl tied down by depression and anxiety
The question is who will remember me
Will my mother remember my warm hugs
Will my father remember all the I hate yous
Will my friends remember all the laughs
Will the earth remember my tiny hands the dug within the dirt
Or will they all go on and move forward to a future I did not choose to be apart of

We are born
And then
We die
Its simple
But yet
We fear life
And we fear death
*Why?

I don't understand
Why I'm afraid
I'm a religious girl
I believe in the lord
He died for me
And yet I still continue to do wrong
In church I watch as people
Open up to our creator
And I sit and
Do nothing
For some odd reason
I am afraid to know
And to have a relationship
With our lord
I'm afraid to get to know him
But why?
How can I be afraid of something so good?
Why am I afraid of to get know something that will not hurt or disappoint me.
Im confused and lost
I know why I'm afraid
Of the bad things
But why am i afraid of something
That I know with everything in me
Is completely good and will not hurt me?
I cannot not grasp on an explanation

Wind
The voice of the world
The songs of the mountains
It's a beautiful melody
Filled with swirling storms
Consumed with so much emotion
It's like a flowing volcano
Ragging with strong emotion
Letting it slip out ever so beautifully

I'm saying goodbye to a world
of butterflies and majestic things
And i'm saying hello to a world
of reality and terrible things
But in that world
there is one good thing
There is you

Butterflies Butterflies
They flutter ever so elegantly
But that doesn't compare too
Your heart Your heart
that cares for me ever so wonderfully

Majestic Things Majestic Things
They keep things ever so beautifully
But that doesn't compare too
Your Heart Your heart
that loves me ever so perfectly

Your llove is nectarous
Yes I said nectarous
It is of nature
It is delicious and sweet
Your love is courageous
It is brave and fearless
Your love is bold
Your love is daring
Your love is lionhearted
Your love is venturesome
Your love is kind
Your love is beautiful
Your love is perfection

*but most importantly your love is mine.

I try writing your name
I try to write it on paper,
But now that paper is missing.

I was told to never give up
So then I wrote it in the sand,
But not just any sand
It was sand that stood by the waves of my heart
I thought it would stay there forever
Then suddenly it got washed away

I had tried twice and lost both times,
But the third time is a charm
I wrote your name in my heart,
But not by the ocean shore of my heart
I wrote it right in the middle and till this day it stays there with all your love