I lay on a bed of asphalt.
People walk over me
as if I’m not there,
like I’m not important.

And I suppose I’m not
I’m just a thing for them
to tread on,
they don’t need to acknowledge me.
I am invisible.

And I suppose I don’t mind.
if I’m invisible,
no one can care for me,
and I can’t care for them,
only to disappoint them
and break my own broken heart.

I’m alone,
and it’s meant to be that way.
I’m bad news,
so I’ve been buried away,
I can’t hurt them anymore.
But I’m slowly killing myself,
let’s get this over with quicker.
Help me,
I deserve this.

I

am

blocked.

I

have

lost

the

fire

in

my

soul,

only

embers

left.

burning

orange

as

they

slowly

disappear.

and

I

do not

know

when

the

air

will

return

to

my

lungs

so

that

I

may

burn

brilliantly

again,

spitting

words

into

the

wind

and

finally

feeling

myself

once

more.

he spoke his words like they cut his tongue and burned his heart.
his truth was found in the places that he avoided
and he could not face his mind when it would return from its forbidden forests.
stuck,
he was left to burst into shadows while his soul was consumed
by the evil of dead days.
spiraling words of hurt from mouths that he no longer kissed
caressed his ears from the grave.
he felt as if he was the lone portrait on a long stretch of white wall with no admirers to be seen.
alone,
as far as he could see.

She is a tsunami,
A giant tidal wave of pure destruction.
At first glance you don’t see much,
for her long dark hair cloaks her face
and she dresses
almost as if she doubts her own existence.
Keeping to herself.
But if she looks up,
one look into her eyes of grey stormy weather,
and you see her whole twisted past.
She draws you in,
with whispers of a deep sadness
that begs to be relieved.
And you crave to hold this broken angel,
to wipe her tears,
and soften her sobs of agony.
But she knows who she is,
what she is.
So that when you get close,
you are pushed away.
No matter how hard you cling to her back.
She is destruction
and she fears destroying you
so she destroys herself.

she writes the things that come to her mind in the middle of the night in bursts of blobs of *******.
the words come spilling from her mouth and it reeks,
like a trash can left unattended for weeks.
she wakes the morning after and reads it back in hopes for a glimpse into her psyche,
but nada.
nothing.  
her brain is a chaotic something that even she cannot make sense of.
her pretty words do nothing to disguise the true mess that lies beneath the surface.
new flowers on an old grave,
the facade
doesn’t mask the decaying body underneath.
the beautiful colors of fall,
failing to disguise the scent of the rotting leaves on the road side.
pretty words from a pretty mouth
with no purpose or meaning.

i lay in bed
lost in the maze of my head.
right and left
too many options to choose.
so i close my eyes,
let my heart lead my mind.

I end up in the sea of bereft.
lost among the waves of bruises
on my heart.
I’ve been knocked down so many times
and it is causing me to lose my mind.

screaming and crying,
I fall from my bed.
I love him with all my heart,
but he made us part.

so now I am alone,
and I can’t pick up the phone.
Because nothing matters much anymore,
so I think I might shut the door
of my heart.
I lay in bed,
lost in the maze of my head.
everyone leaves,
so maybe I should be dead.

I take in the cool winter air,
Trying to stop the rivers
from being carved into my face.
The air crystallizes in my throat
Making it harder to breathe.
Nothing reaches my lungs.
I gasp out.
The pain in my heart
worsening ten times over,
turning to cold split stone.
It's crumbling.
and the breathes no longer
keep the tears away.
I kneel,
wails making their way out from my soul.

Nobody cares

and I wish to be dead

Broken hearts
in broken beds,
laying next to one another
Hidden hatred  
behind a mask of calm.
Lost in the crossfire
of a deadly war,
dodging bullets and dead bodies.

Silence threatens
to break the bond,
everything is going wrong.
she thinks he is no longer
capable of love
while he
is lost among his lonely mind
and they can’t see that
they are still meant to be.

War cries
erupt from within,
they are screaming
for the other to give in.
pleading.
not wanting to be the one to end it all.
but they have to do it before the fall.

Ripping heart from heart,
soul from soul,
no longer intertwined.
tears streaming down broken faces.
he,
no longer the caring person he was with her.
her,
no longer the bright bubbly girl she was with him.

They have scars on their hearts,
and burns on their minds.
Never going to forget each other,
never going to heal.
Forever heartbroken in this color wheel.

Shove me down your throat
swallow me whole
so that I may escape
this carousel traveling at lightning speed.