Demons,
In my thoughts,

Demons,
In my bed,

Demons,
In my world,

Demons,
Flying with angels

You write of
another love.  
You care not for the
tear of pain on a
bruised heart.

The past
cracks like shell. Poems
fall to the ground. There are
memories underneath my back.

Say nothing. Go to
the end of the day in your
safe place.

I release your voice.  I sing
to myself where you once sang,
unafraid.

Take me not to your happiness.
I drop down a rope
of words.
I will swing myself above  
memory.

Caroline Shank

Looking down
I don’t think
I just do

Looking up
I don’t think
I just do

Jumping down
I don’t think
I just do

Falling down
I don’t think
I’m just through.

My life.......






Is a mess......😒😓😭

Why is it when i get close to someone they always turn on me in the end? Am i not worth it to them? Am i just a side toy to them or something? I cry myself to sleep knowing you treated me as such😭... it hurt knowing that you used me. Why am i such a failure?😩😩😭😩