Some people have faucets inside their lungs,

I cry at romantic-comedies so the pipes don’t rust.
I can say goodbye in nine languages, But the word ‘love’ evades me in every tongue. 

When he asked me why I cried so much I told him I was practicing for when I drowned

When he said I was the only one who had his heart,
I told him I had my own.

I remember being little.
When I was gentle with my words
And with the things my hand would hold.
The way my cheeks would rose up from the cold.

Little fingers, little feet.
Sweet smiles,snuck a treat.
Laughter and play.
Feeling safe in every way.

Seeing only the best in everybody.
Trusting everyone who came by.
Being held and needing a cuddle.
Splashing in a rain puddle.
Hearing, everything will be alright.

Being a princess is an actual occupation.
Thinking your parents aren’t scared of anything.
Believing in things that cannot be believed.
Having an imagination completely unperceived.

Finger painting, Dancing.
Footy PJ's, Encouragement.
            Laughter



Through all of my days.
Always feeling loved.
Never any doubts
Soft whispers, Tender touches.
Quiet kisses.

These are the things an adult misses.

I
Once is not enough,
For me to feel this buzz.
For I see the smoke upon your lips,
And I can only but feel envious.

II
Carcinogens? I fear none.
If I obtain my dearest’s love,
For this reward is what I get.
The consequences of a cigarette.

III
One day, sir, this will have you die
To that, my love, this is my reply,
Smoke again is what I’ll do.
For ironically,  I’d die for you.

Am I going crazy?
Or am I just trying to escape to another dimension?
Another dimension with no you

Reality keeps giving you lives,
And I really hate it.
All I find is myself playing video games.

Each time I select a target,
feels like I’m selecting your head.

Video games has nothing to do with you
or maybe each time I win I feel like destroying you.
Am I a hater now?
After all this love I felt.

War is my head
And it's all because of you.

You can tell there's something missing,
Her invisible flaw.
Her walls are up,
She built them tall

Daddy’s little girl,
His absence stung.
Detached for too long.
She learned it at a young age.

Now she's grown,
His trick up her sleeve.
He never showed her how to love,
But he taught her how to leave.

Your My In Between

I know that Heaven's a beautiful place,
with plenty of things that I haven't seen.
Earth has its beauty, like the stars in space,
you are the diamond that's trapped in between.

The flowers bow down each time you walk by.
In the presence of such beauty and grace.
The wind will whisper your name with a sigh,
while the moon reflects the glow on your face.

The birds stand in line to sing you a song.
As the ocean plays its magical tune.
The leaves in the trees will all sing along.
As the moon and all the stars start to swoon.

Between Heaven and Earth, you're beauty lies.
Polished perfection, my diamond, my prize.

The reflections in the window                                          
Show me the truths I can't escape.
They show me the lies I've believed,
The pain I've endured.

I see all the people who've used,
Betrayed and hurt me.
I close my eyes against them,
But they won't go away.

Not only do the reflections show
The pain I've endured,
But the pain I've inflicted as well.
Flinching away from all this,
I take a step back.

I don't want to remember,
But these reflections,
These reflections of my past
Won't let me be.

How hard I'd tried to build up these walls,
Years it took.
And now, it only takes a few moments
To break them down again.
These reflections quickly crumble my walls,
Exposing the pain,
Making old wounds raw once more.
I'm screaming in my head.

"Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop..."

These haunting reflections,
Everything I saw, all that I relived,
In my own eyes...