the silence feels smaller now.
the loneliness does not crush me anymore.
i finally feel at home in the isolation.

Oh we were so high
Poor place to build a kingdom
Branches can't sway roots

He smelled of soap, leather, cigarettes and heartbreak

The bravest boy I know
Sits in the eye of the hurricane
All alone

Surrounded by so much fear
Hatred, loathing, and pain
He doesn't run away

He faces the storm
Even if he has to do it
All alone

My insides
Vibrate as if my
Muscles have been turned into
A 5 foot 3 ***** on extreme.
And my mind is thrown
Back and forth inside my skull.
What do I do
If I failed?
What do I do
If everything I have ever wanted
Slips between my fingers like
Liquid sand.

for how was I to know
what I was never told?