Oh god,
Let me carve again-
I was made without your mark,
Bathed in too much flesh
And tiny breaths
To fully feel alive.

I really
Don't care about
Your questions anymore.
Someone just tell me their dream.

My meds make
Everything more crisp
While I stumble
And the room spins

Someone spin words with me
At three in the morning,
Lace them up in a promise of delicious sickness
Tying up my my mind
So just for tonight
I don't taste of demons and dead trees.

If I wake up
Still drunk
With bitter lips
And a heart half sunk
then maybe im still on the
Ship with you that sailed.

My fingertips are runny, they drip and ooze with ink
I keep them tied with garbage bags and drain them in the sink
Shades so dark, they'll break your heart- of those, I do not drink.
If I'm always cleaning up a spill, I don't have to stop and think.

They would wait until
I passed out
And couldn't move,
Then they'd take turns.

I love your words
Before I let them leave
Your mouth
Because
Believe me,
Just the taste is enough.

Can I see them?**
I sighed, and rolled up my sleeves.
I was puzzled by the boy
and offended.
He ran his fingers across my soul.

I write souls into being,
Painted sloppily
On secret paper
To silence the noise in my mind.

Dude, I ******* made you-
You hated who you were.
Thank me with a severed spine,
And wishes on a star.
Empty hands, I used to hold
But you've taken them too far.
Everything I had in me;
it's everything you are.

Nothings sweeter
Than my heart-shaped mouth
Nothings more bitter, either.

The sun will always miss her
And the sea will always beg
The stars just want to kiss her-
But she only wants a friend.

Tonight
I'm getting drunk-
I don't care
If I'm not supposed to
I just want
To feel
Warm
For
Once.

You are the
Breath that
Refuses to fill my lazy lungs.

And, uh, do the boys mind when you kiss them with that thing on your lip?
I smiled, laughed.
Graceful with my mask.
Well, I haven't kissed a boy with it yet- but the girls dont mind.

I'm a cat,
In pursuit of
The mouse
Strung up by it's own
Tail.

I killed another person
Through my disgusting charm
I promised you forever,
Then we never spoke again.

She wrote me poetry, that girl with sweet-ice eyes.
We'd trade them at the end of every day
In the hospital.
I promised to be an antidote
As long as she could prevent me
From seeping into her veins.
But we all are weak,
And I spread through her with surprising toxicity.
She only saw my sickness-
But I had already created a new one
In her.

These dreams could make the corpses bleed I keep beneath my bed,
and these stitches couldn't really be 'till I had them in my head
You used to call me in the hospital and laugh with me,
and cry.
Now you're handing me a knife and offering a ride.

I cried today,
For a good hour
Because my dear
Sweet layers have
Abandoned me.

I tried on clothes today
And cried.
Because I'm ******* disgusting
And I don't deserve anything.
No colour,
No light..
******* nothing,
Like me.

If I had the will,
I would cut my lips away
to be a face of bared teeth
And unsettling disgust.

You're the newest
Penny
In my couch.
Forgotten, and
Next to worthless.

When you text me now
We speak like old
Bitter friends
Mocking and secretly hating
Ourselves through humor.

I'm weary.
Forsaken.
I think I'll
**** myself.

Depression feels like
The closest thing to home
Ive got.
It's the only thing
That stays.

You need to go outside.
Why?
I looked at my mother, just starting to show age.
I'm a dark shadow of her,
With paled olive skin.
I don't know how to deal with you*
She's breaking because of me.
I don't know how to deal with me, either.

We sat tossing breath at darkened windows
A bottle to my mouth
And lyrics spinning out from yours
Dancing in conversation
Next to trash in the back seat.

God, you're like crack.
He ran his hands down my body.
His eyes and body burned.
Just hurry up, my buzz is dying.

People like you
always run out of time
For people like me.
I'm wretched,
I'm sick.
I'm never good enough for
Anything good.

I still remember
My face against the carpet-
The exact ******* feel of it
Followed by pain.

Since I was little,
I'd drag my nails across
My skin until I bled.
Teeth clenched,
Body tense-
So then I could
Dream.

I don't have
The time to
Give you the attention
You're seeking
Just because
You're drinking.

Tell me where trouble goes
So I can laugh about the things
Your type of trouble doesn't know.

I am burdened
By things that want to claim me.
I brought them over
Through blind stupidity.

Sometimes
the only poetic thing
I can think
is
'I
miss
home. '

I held your hand
With caution,
I thought you took mine by mistake.

My head aches,
My hands and legs shake,
Caffeine drenched just to feel awake.

**”-...Anna? Did you take your meds?”

I still can't stop hating who I am.
Everybody laughs.
I'm just a sick joke they can't understand.

You burn yourself away
On my silver tongue and taste
because Im the only light
That makes your darkness seem okay.

The only things
That're sweet to me
Is blood
And *****.

I watched him drown,
I didn't dare move
The beauty took my breath away.

I don't know
How to accept
Anyone being kind.
It's gotten to the point
Where I just feel
Heartbreak in advance.