As You lay on me
I sigh
Cause
Even though playing with your hair
Is fun,
It's not enough.
I mean,
I desire to be with you
I mean,
be with you.
Not just talk to you and
Make silly jokes
But
To kiss your lips while you're laughing
And
To hold your hand while reading my favorite book.
To hear you sing even when you think you sound funny
And to tell you that you look beautiful over and over
Again.

Puh.puh.puh.puh
little droplets in the sink
each one to reveal the essence of a flower
each one drags sin from your hands instead
laboring in the dirt and dried blood and grease to wash all that is you away
down a rusting pipe

I take another drag as you brush the hair from your face
Book in hand
You glance my way and the disappointment is palpable
It's raining now
I inhale the last of the smoke
Gazing deep into your perfect disappointment
Smirking
Flicking the white cancer on to the asphalt
I turn on me heel
And am gone

Or that's how I imagined it

Someone
Please
Save
Me

I'm
In
Need
Of
Redemption

I
Need
A
Savior

Someone
To
­Pull
Me
Out
Of
My
Thoughts.

There is a monster inside of her. I think it lives in her shoulders, they are usually heavy. Sometimes it crawls inside her stomach, shaping the curves that form her delicate waist, eating away all that she doesn’t, leaving her thin and beautiful. Sometimes it looks through her eyes. When she’s dancing and looking at you with happy smiling sparkling eyes, that’s it. Sometimes it makes her toes tingle and her veins throb, but she is too intoxicated to notice. When she sleeps, it gives her innocent dreams of the boy she kissed last night. She doesn’t know what love is but she imagines its something like kisses. And when she’s dreaming it whispers in her ears, “you’re impossible, you’re impossible.” She wakes up more and more tired every day

I think I'm fine
With being who I am.
lesbian!
I'm scared someone will shout.
But, even if they do
I'll keep my head high
Because I've been through too
Much
To let something so
Small
Bring me

                 Down.