I didn’t see it coming that he would make me shut up.
I didn’t see it coming that he would hurt me,
pin me against the closet and make me feel
the way a child shouldn’t.

You were there, a few rooms away.
I don’t blame you, I would never.
If I had to choose, I would still go thru hell, so you could
do your Homework

- let you be child where I couldn’t

You asked me why I like you
But I didn’t want to tell
Some of my reasons are cheesy...
But here is why I fell

I love the way your lips curve
When I make you smile
It makes me want to pull you close
And kiss you for awhile

I love the way your eyes twinkle
When you talk about things you love
I truely believe
You are a gift from above

I love that you are compassionate
You have such a big heart
That was the first thing I noticed
Right from the start

I love the way it feels
When you hold me tight
I finally feel safe
Like I could sleep through the night

I love that you don’t judge me
For my less than perfect self
That is more attractive
Than any amount of wealth

There are so many more reasons
But I’ll start with just this few
Maybe someday
I’ll give this poem to you

:)

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds  
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.

Quit.
Quit when it is the most beautiful, right?
Quit when I hold your Hand,
smile on our lips.
When I feel your fingertips.
Quit when you touch my cheek,
and fall for my eyes.
When your smile lights up my heart,
but your words tare me apart.
When I am the happiest ever.
Quit.
Quit, it can’t get better.
But worse.
So quit breathing.

- Happily suicidal

I ran thru the nuclear Fallout and the Paradise,
fired the bomb and ate the apple.

Saw Heaven and Hell,
but they both won’t keep me.

I swam thru oceans and flew to other galaxies,
drowned and lost myself.

I counted the stars and felt the sun on my skin,
still don’t know how many are up there and I surely,
lost all my energy.

- Rollercoaster

I don't believe in God.
I believe in the Universe.

But,
does the Universe believe in me?

- believe in me