I find solace in building a fire solely for myself
Creativity under the influence of cannabis
Loneliness at the bottom of a Skinny Girl wine bottle
Clarity while watching an apocalyptic thunderstorm
Invincibility when engaging in an argument with a superior
Confusion when I go home alone
And temptation, from everything unavailable to me.

The only people I find interesting are those who strip me of my sanity
My morals, my judgments
Vanished in their presence

They cut against the grain
Sudden curiosity transpires into adventure
Amidst such uncertainty sheds clarity-
The clarification that nothing really makes sense anyways
Answers do not have to be given
But questions must be answered  

Take your time,
Speak of the theory of reincarnation while deep ******* a ****  
Hike 1,000 miles
Do what your soul desires
Because these people, these are "The crazy ones"
And they're worth listening to.

Your eyes-
Staring directly into my throbbing soul
You could see my pain, my happiness, my life, through those pale green eyes
Your hands, blistered from the pencil
They reach my upper thigh, but your gaze never strays  
My legs are surrounding your abled midsection
You show your teeth
That is all I needed
For this moment, right now
This is my happy place
I will always have this day; this everlasting memory
And when I'm sad,
I can go back
And remember what it feels like to be *loved

The drive seems longer
The road, thinner
I feel lost
Right now you would be sitting casually on my right hand side,
Commenting on my horrific driving,
Packing a bowl
... But I'm alone now

Shiver bumps portrayed on my arms
I wonder,
Are you here? Is it really you?
Silence
Anxiety
I want you here
I need you here
Please,
Tell me it will be okay
Nothing.
I'm starting a new life
One without you
And...
              *I'm scared

We hate.
Racism, sexism
Enough "isms" to solve...
But we don't solve
No, we accept
We accept that we hate
We hate because we are scared
Fear drives angst
Angst to corruption
And corruption...
To acceptance.
We accept hate,
WE accept hate.

Oblivion
Calling on me like a senseless toddler
Poisoning my body
Maybe I will feel something
Maybe you will notice me
Nonsense.
Take another hit, my child
It can only help you now