does it hurt you when I grip the blanket?
I want tears when i'm laying in my spit
how can I be loved when I feel the sadness
in each strand of my hair
heart racing in bed, chest
bruised and falling.
with honey dripping off my fingers I see
how I could be wanted incompletely
I dig myself another hole
to decompose in

it hurts more
taking off my skirt
seeing myself in the mirror knowing
I've been lying all day
the hurt in pink when I burned myself
driving and the hurt in pink when my lips are touched
the dry sadness is the best thing I've known
felt between walls and miles
it sits outside the door

I like to feel the water when it stings my burns
I like crying after being kissed
knowing i'm being taken for granted again
I don't like when the bath goes cold

in my pink dress,
my pink dress,
I feel the dust of forgotten memories.

in my pink dress,
my pink dress,
I feel the little girl I couldn't be

on the stairs in my pink dress
I slowly descend as your eyes beckon me

in my pink dress,
my pink dress,
theres nothing but beautiful hurt

I feel free on the bridge with my arms
Widespread, staring to the empty sky
When downtown with the beggars
And those with drug induced hysteria
Think the same thoughts as me

Looking at the water, i don’t jump
But a part of me will always want to
Escapism has always been the answer for me
Falling into the unknown is appealing

So i walk with no shoes letting
Glass cut up my feet, i take off my shirt
Hold it like a flag

I lay on the street and let the
Pavement scratch me as im clawing at my mind
For my unconcious to leave
Jumping into trash cans and
Loitering tall corporations


What would happen if i fall?
Do my thoughts leave my skin and float
Into the clouds, waiting to be judged
For a special seat?


Will i be greeted with flames and ash?

What about a blackness that never resides, wrapping the
Body in an eternity of dark?

I felt a pull at my chest in a park,
In the men’s room a man killed himself in.
I felt the unknown in a feeling with no name.

i found god with my fingers
flesh is heaven

the plane delivers a rumble from ahead
its comforting knowing you aren't alone
I wonder if they see me as a dot in my
tiny apartment, on the balcony thinking
I wonder if anyone on that flight is in the same
position as me, escaping in air away from their life

my life is bittersweet,
like leaving your childhood home
there's never been a home for me.
there's been family which I hold soft in my heart
like a delicate jewel,
but there's theres no sense of permanent belonging
in the 5 different places I've lived

I look to the sky, feel the thunder from the
life changing transportation
I wish to be in one of those seats,
taking me to new experiences,
a different life.

I look to the sky and count the stars
Each one has their own distinguishing story
A different level of brightness
Different shadows and varying hues

In our galaxy, there’s no corners where
Things sit and take their time
Everything’s on a moving cycle
Swirling around and sticking together

Adding color to the space blackness
The stars are no accident
There’s no mistake
They twinkle in uniform light

No one can get rid of their universe
The black holes and asteroids in their heads
You are your own space’s god

Rearrange their alignment and
Create new constellations
Unleash another bang
And embrace the cosmic life