they always ask
whats in a name
but they never ask
who you are
or what you mean
or what you stand for

they never ask
if your smile is real
or if you see the light
or if you’re starting to heal

they never ask
if you’re okay
or if you’re even breathing
or even living

and it’s sad
because most of the time
you’re not

a failure and a breakdown are not the same thing
for a breakdown can be put back together
yet I never can be

I live in a doorway
Between two rooms. I hear
Blood dripping onto the floor.
The blood is drip, dripping
Slowly in a dark room

I peek
In the other room
And see a body hanging
From a rafter up above
The blood is dripping slowly.

I feel dread
Creeping up on me
I shiver in the hallway
It seems something is watching.
He is coming........

Can we all just be ****** for a second?
People forget to give anger recognition sometimes
So let me throw **** around and have you watch me
In fact, join me.
Someone finally admitted the problem
That everyone kept to themselves.

there are some people
in this world
who have no right
to occupy
your every thought.
not everyone
is
entitled
to a piece of you...
remember that.
be more careful
with who you give
yourself to
some people just
take
you
and do whatever
the ****
they want;
don't let them
it's not their
right.
some people will
ask for your
heart
then take it
look through it
like a piece of nothing
toss it
aside
they have no
right.
give yourself
to no one
but yourself
change for no one
but yourself
be no one
but yourself
trust no one
not even
you
because you,
dear red
always give yourself away
to murderers
and you die
over
and
over
again

you know that moment
when someone begs you to stay
but you leave
as awkwardly
and quickly
as you can
just because
you can't
emotionally
physically
handle them
anymore?
sometimes i feel like
that's my life
every single
day.

there are some people
that you know
you should feel sorry for
like your mother
who's cleaning out
your old room
in the house
she kicked you out of
and crying
but i can't feel sorry for you,
mom
you've made it
impossible.
what i lived through
then
was nothing
compared to what i had to live through
when you left
the worst part is
i didn't live through it
i'm a ghost
a shadow
a short lived
glinting
ray
of what i used to be
and it's all
your
fault.