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 May 22 Julie
Arcos
I look forward to the day I fail my final,
Because it’ll mean I tried.
I look forward to the day a girl rejects me,
Because it’ll mean I had courage.
I look forward to the day I’m arrested,
Because it’ll mean I found a boundary.
I look forward to the day I get lines on my forehead,
Because it’ll mean I earn them.

I look forward to the day I argue with my wife,
Because it’ll mean I found my person.
I look forward to the day my child is difficult,
Because it’ll mean I see him grow, change.
I look forward to the day I die of old age,
Because it’ll mean I lived.
 Apr 21 Julie
Soul-in-poetry
My bed is so warm,
So safe

Leave me here to rot please.
I enjoy the comfort of my bedroom
I don’t mind being left alone

I crave the isolation,
I crave being alone in my thoughts
I crave being calm and tired in my bed

Oh my bed is so warm,
So comfortable

I don’t care for the good weather out
The “exciting things” to do

Just leave me here to rot
I’m just so tired

I know this isn’t healthy,
But I’m scared–
So please just let me hide here,
I feel so weak…
Just a little poem about depression
 Apr 20 Julie
Whitewidowhaze
Be ready to say "goodbye"
When you have the guts to say "hello"
Interpolation of all the hello and goodbye poems
 Apr 17 Julie
Blue Sapphire
I often ask myself :

"Why is it so easy to die
for someone you love ,
and yet so hard to live on
for someone who cares?"
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