Walker

Walker Feb 2015

The wind howls.
The wind outlines my body.
The wind makes my bones ache.
The wind freezes my existence.
Even without the wind I feel these things creep upon me.
As I dare my friend to scream as loud as she can I hope she doesn't back out. Little does she know I want to let everything that is built up inside of me out.
I just need an excuse to scream in the middle of an empty road.
The wind cuts my hands , my arms and my face.
Tonight I didn't have to do it.
The wind did everything for me.

Walker Feb 2015

Take it.

Your eyes are distorted.
Hazy.
Your eyes aren't perfect inside.
The outside of your eye is one of the great wonders.
Stormy and torn up one moment.
Sunny and inspired the next.
I see the love and I see the hate.
I have a plan to make you see what's real.
Take it.
It's within reach, it's not hard.
Help me, help you.
Take it.

#glass

Walker Feb 2015

Shame.

I look, it'll never be.
My thoughts tell me...it'll never be.
I know, it'll never be.
It's so perfect, the shades, the angles and the sounds.
I look, your a disappointment.
My thoughts tell me...your a disappointment.
I know, I'm a disappointment.
Go away.

#hidden

Feb 2015

the boy that cried over you

cuts

One cuts, two cuts, three cuts, four
You don't know what to do anymore.
Five cuts, six cuts, seven cuts, eight
Stop yourself before it's too late.
Ninth cut, tenth cut, eleventh twelfth
Put the blade back on the shelf.
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
You don't know how much you mean.
Seventeen cuts, eighteen cuts, nineteen cuts, then twenty
You don't need anymore, you already have plenty.

#suicide #cutting #sad

Walker Feb 2015

Hit me.

The ocean is a beautiful blue during the day. Warm water covering my existence with every step.
Everyone admires the ocean and what it can provide but what happens when it turns cold, black and lifeless at night.
People will turn away, no longer take pictures and leave it to be alone. Anyone who try's to become close with the ocean will be struck with the catastrophic waves, turned cold, soon to be lifeless.
The lucky ones will turn away before even taking the chance to be eroded by the waves.
When the day returns the ocean is once again a beautiful blue. Don't they realize the cycle will always continue...until what once was forgotten is remembered.
To bad water evaporates.
Once it's gone there is no bringing it back.

#worn

Feb 2015

gabriel bates

small hands

her hands are so small, yet they hold so much. i see everything in the spaces between her fingers. blissfully unaware of what lies ahead, i hope she's ready for it.

Walker Feb 2015

Weightless.

I looked into your eyes and discovered your life was a lie.
You were more worried about the size of your thighs than being alive.
You told me you wanted to die and every day I asked myself why.
I look at the sky and think to myself could you have come up with better lies?

— The End —