Today I shot a gun.

I aimed at the middle of the heart
stared down the lane
took a breath and
fired directly
at the
target.

The target didn't have a face
or a name

It was a blank canvas
And I painted your features onto it

And God,
Oh god...
did it feel good to fire at you.

Six-year-old me would've been proud
for doing what you should've done years ago.

Now my target looks like your heart.
Full of (bullet) holes.

f.m.s.

Never
Never
Ever
Apologize for existing

Never
Never
Ever
Think your existence is less

Never
Never
Ever
Do I want to hear it

Because
You are more
Then spiteful words
A parent
Who ****** up
One to many times

You are
Alive
Beautiful
Amazing
Full of potential

And you are worth it.

-r.y.s

All I want is for someone to
watch over me while I sleep,
hold me when I cry,
love me when I ask,
And hurt me never.

f.m.s.

In the morning I set sail
for New York.

You believe I can't sink.
You believe I can't fail.
You believe I will be the
greatest ship
in the world.

When really,
I'm just the
greatest shipwreck
to ever exist.

f.m.s.