Take my hand and close your eyes
Together we will learn to fly

I was too stupid
I let myself soar too high
And I let you in
Only to say goodbye

I'm just biding my time, waiting, just waiting, to disappear

The curtains close
And leave me in a suffocating darkness.
My senses shut down
And I feel trapped.
My depression, the only thing in the room that I can acknowledge
Sweeps me into her arms
And comforts me with the idea
Of eternity.

Before you walk away I want you to know,
you were my hardest goodbye and my favourite hello.

Eat
Sleep
Think about you.
Going
too fast
I'm falling for you.
They tell me you're toxic
I know that it's true
Hell, I'm in trouble
I don't know what to do.

I wonder if the reason
Stars are so powerful is because
They are made of our atoms,
We feel so many emotions,
All of those emotions in one place
Must cause a lot of power
Or maybe we are powerful because we
Are made of theirs

My ink starts to bleed
as I sit here with
tears rolling off of
my cheeks.
My words telling stories
of heartache and pain.
Maybe as it bleeds and
washes away,
it will take the pain with it.
If only...

You pulled my walls apart
And brought me out of the dark
You shined light on my heart
Right from the start.

The other day you knocked me down
with your harsh words etched in stone
as I let the rocks cut into me
My thoughts screamed
you're alone
you're alone
you're alone.

I just want it all
To go away.

How do I make it
All go away?

Late last night
I learned that
Even a broken heart
Can break once more.

I just want to hear you say
that you hate the word goodbye
as much as I do.

Do not fall in love with a poet
If their lifestyle will grow old
Do not fall in love with a poet
If you do not want your story told

I try to chose my words carefully because
One wrong word can change
The whole meaning of the
Cranberry.

You are not driftwood, so don't go with the flow.

She is a soul made of fire
In a world that is too afraid to burn.

I came to you
with all of my insecurities
tattooed on my soul.
And the words
"I'm sorry"
dripping from my tongue.

You met me with tenderness
patience
and open arms.
and filled me with so much love
that for the first time
I felt safe.

As of right now
There is only one thing
I want.
And that is you.

As we watch the rain hit the ground
you ask me "why does it keep coming down?"
With a sad and dull look in your eyes,
one that reflected the mood of the skies,
and I tell you, "The bigger the clouds grow,
The brighter and more beautiful the rainbow"

Show me you care,
Because I'm starting to feel
Like nothing to you.

I'm sick of pulling the petals
Off of flowers
That you didn't give me,
Trying to figure out
If you like me.

I truly love the rain
and the dark grey skies
I love to sit and watch the Earth
as it gently cries.
It is cathartic
and artistic
it's peaceful.
it's simplistic.

I remember you saying
"Oh I see what game you're playing".
But to me, it was never a game,
But I guess you didn't think the same.

If you want to keep me in your life
Then prove it to me.
I want to be there for you.
But only if you let me.
Say the words and I'll let you go.

Don't tell me you know me
Until you have known my scars
Until you have met all of my demons
Do not tell me you know me
Until you have seen all the missing pieces of my soul
Do not tell me you know me
Until you have danced with me on the flames that are my heart
And do not get to know me
If you are too scared to burn.

She looked death
Right in the face,
Smiled and said
"Not today".
The image of him
Draining away
Along with her stash
Of pills.

I sit here and wonder what it would be like to fly
Go
Up
Up
Up
And tell the world goodbye.

We all look for
that thing that makes
our souls ignite;
that thing is called
LOVE

My depression
Has changed the colors of the world
But how fond I have grown
Of the shades of blue and grey
In which I live

I'm spiraling so fast
That I can't grab onto
Anything

All I want
Is someone to
Love me
For me

It was in that moment
In the middle of the street
Late at night,
When my world was falling
Apart that you put
Your arms around me,
And for a second I thought
That maybe everything
Would be okay.

Some scars will last forever
as stories written on our skin,
They tell the stories of our past
and all the places you have been.
They were left there for a reason
to remind you that you're strong
for all those cold, hard, bitter days
when it gets harder to go on.

Oh, Aphrodite I pray to thee
Find someone for me to love
And bring their heart to me.

Some people get drunk through
Alcohol
Through other people's love,
The intimacy of a kiss.
I get drunk off of
The poetry you speak.

You are a shining star
dancing in the night
there's so much power in you
that's why you burn so bright,
but sometimes clouds roll over
and block out all your shine
but don't worry they will break soon
you just have to give it time.

Me: "You don't want me?"

You: "I don't want to break your already broken heart"

Me: "I don't care, that will only mean that I have more pieces to love you with"

Don't tell me you know what it's like
until you can see everyone around you breathing
but your lungs are burning
from the lack of air.

I'm done with
Pulling the petals
Off of flowers.
Trying to figure
Out if you like me,
When I already know
The answer.

I have learned to love my scars.
Despite the pain behind them
They serve as a reminder
Of all the times
I decided life is worth living.

She lives and breathes
Poetry and that
Is why she walks around
With a constantly broken
Heart.

Meeting you
Was like listening
To my favorite song
For the very first time
And already knowing
All the words

Already knowing
It’d be my favorite.

Am I alive or just breathing?
I'm a goner but my heart's still beating.
My sleeves are red and I'm still bleeding.
I'm at the edge and I'm falling.
Somebody save my soul.

Her hands are covered in countless scars
From all the time she tried to grab the stars,

I am nothing but a bottle
filled all the way to the top
just waiting for the flood inside me
to sweep me away.

Bruises and scars.
My fists are hard
the walls are harder.

I miss you like the desert misses the rain.
You are nothing but a mere whisper of a memory.

And I love you
The way that poets love 2 AM.
For they provide muse and memories otherwise forgotten.

Come outside with me
and we can stand in the rain
it's truly amazing
how it can wash away the pain.
Now look down at your scars
count them while you do
because they are and will remain as proof
of all the times you made it through.

I thought you were my medicine,
Turns out you were my poison.