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 May 2020 abbey
Verdant Quo
like water
I poured myself into her until she was overflowing at the brim

like reinforced steel
I bridged my heart to hers and welded myself to her soul

like the sun
I filled myself with light to cover her darkness

like a blanket
I shielded her from the harsh world underneath the covers

like magnets
I orbited her aura until we inevitably collided

like a seed
I felt myself growing up from her

Then, like an idiot
I could tell she felt nothing.
 May 2020 abbey
Ava May
i wish everything would stop. how do you explain to a person you hate your existence? you hate your utter being. i’m in so much pain. when will it all end? i want to let go so bad. so ******* bad. but i can’t. i’m tired of putting things on people when i am the problem. i’m the ******* problem. the only way to stop a problem is to fix it or get rid of it. i don’t want to be fixed. i don’t want to be happy. i just want to be gone. i feel so empty. so worthless. nothing.
 May 2020 abbey
 May 2020 abbey
it’s my soul
it isn’t yours anymore.
 Mar 2020 abbey
Rupert Pip
 Mar 2020 abbey
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
 Feb 2020 abbey
Seven Years
 Feb 2020 abbey
It took me seven years
to realise
the words in my mind
were too deep for
my mouth to dig up
I thought it was easier
to open my skin
and let the truth
pour down my arms

It took me seven years
to realise
nobody should be allowed
to touch parts
of your home
or hold pieces  
of your heart
that you don't yet understand

It took me seven years
to realise
I will wear these scars
I'll carry them
through every smile
every kiss
every concerned gaze
I'll carry them
to my grave

It took me seven years
to realise
the pain carved
into the walls
of my castle
etchings of
attempting to disappear
are not a story of weakness
but a tale of
how I survived
 Feb 2020 abbey
Jena T
My Friend
 Feb 2020 abbey
Jena T
If I could wipe your tears,
If I could bring you peace,
Know I would
If I could silence the screams,
If I could face your fears,
Know I would.
But tonight, while the moon lights
I'll drink your sins,
I'll grip your hand so you don't fall,
Know I will
I'll push the demons away,
I'll stay with you,
Know I will.
Tonight my friend I'll keep company with you down the twisted way.
A promise I've made to any I call friend.
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