You opened your arms and looked at me
Faster than a stone I sank
All the walls tumbled and I closed my eyes
Faster than a stone I sank
Your lips on mine and I craved more
Faster than a stone I sank
You walked away without a word
And faster than a stone I sank

"No child left behind,"
yeah, if we leave them all behind, no one in particular gets left behind;
"If you weren't so smart, you wouldn't be called a nerd,"
yeah, but..

Today is one of those days

When my voice sounds like skeletons scratching behind closet doors

When pages are feathers I glue to paper airplane pens in my attempt to get high.

Today is one of those days

When ears are more valuable than hearts

and the pen and paper seem to be the only ones here

so I ignore the paper cuts on my heart and use my fingers as antennas and channel my emotions into letters

Today is one of days

that my thoughts are in a language I don’t speak

and I’m stuck in the middle of two loose ends and it seems hard to make them meet

so I just pretend to have it together

Today is one of those days

When I fear there is no bullet in the shotgun I’ve been holding to the head of death and he will soon call me on my BS

Today is one of those days

when I realize I'm probably not one of the 7000 people that will be one in a million

Today is one of those days I spend mostly dreaming of tomorrow.

Two years old and she stared at the stains in the snow,
Engaged by the diamond flame
And bewildered by beauty that falls from the sky

Five years old and she still didn’t know
How to pronounce her brother’s name
And didn’t until the day that he died

Seven years old and left to cope
With a flame of her own—inside

Seven years old and empty of hope
Until the day that she died