Maybe if
I cut my hair

Maybe if-
Maybe if-

It won’t change anything

there is nothing left
I’ve changed everything
There is nothing left for me to fix

I guess I’m just ugly

I love you.
I love you more than painterly sunsets
And misty autumn morning
I love you more than dew drops
And rain on the window when it’s pouring
I love you more than all the little things that keep me going
Because I don’t need them anymore
You keep me going

Nothing feels real
Possibilities live in my head
While at the same time
Hope is dead.

I could spend so much time
Lost in thought
Feeling the tears carve thier way down my face
Watching them fall

I want to starve
But I want to eat
It used to be easy to push my plate away
And I thought with more depression
It would be easier