I need a break.
It’s not you,
I just need time to work on myself
And I can’t do that with you around.

I need time to remember how to fall in love,
And who knows,
Maybe it wont work out...
And you can come back when it’s over.

I promise we’ll do all the things we love to do together,
Like binge eating,
Skipping class,
Drinking ourselves to sleep,
And crying in the shower.

But I feel like we need some time apart,
So please,
Just leave for a little while.

that raven,shiny feathers
of funeral black, with eye agleam
was just about the largest i have seen
caught sight of it dragging tenderized
roadkill home for dinner,

it may well  have been
a crow for it swore at me
before it went, fark, fark
whilst wrangle the possum carcass
away into the dark,  
a shadow seeking the shadows
to feast and to park it's heavy load
it's beady eye glinted in the dying
of the sun, it hopped and pranced
like it was having a ball, then dipped
it's sleek head into the pile of gore
and all my fantasies of the blackbird's geniality
are sadly to be .....nevermore

no matter what,
whether it be over the phone,
in person,
by note,
by mutual understanding,
you will leave.

i ask when you will,
cause i'd like a warning,
before my world,
crashes around me.

i ask if your happy,
do you like me,
am i clingy,
should i be more involved,
am i annoying,
why do you like me,
what's your favorite color,
middle name,
dream,
asperation,
favorite food,
just to hear your voice.

you make me feel secure,
safe,
and alive.

without warning,
leaving me out of the blue,
i'll feel cold,
alone,
and dead,
in a matter of 30 seconds.

I got beat
for getting a D
a nod for a C
an empty "good job" for a B
and a "that's what you should get
every day, all the time,
what do you want? A good job?"
for an A

I couldn't get your approval
After 6 years
I still can't get your approval

So I did something,
to get your attention

I drew blood.
In front of you.
You threw me another knife.
"Is it worth it?"
"Your begging for attention."
So I continued.
Until I passed out.

I woke up.
You screamed.
You slapped me.
You said that was useless.
You said I was mental.

I tried speaking up for myself.
You slapped me again.

No matter what I do.
I will never satisfy you.

i keep a notebook
this is my notebook
filled with everything
and anything

i write
and i sob
while keeping a straight face
i let my depression speak
my blue pen touches paper
it bleeds through

i keep a notebook
this is my notebook
filled with notes
and snide remarks

i write
and i bite my lip
as my anger takes my place
red over white
he writes in cursive

i had a notebook
it was my notebook
filled with math equations
and reasons to live

i wrote
and i felt
as my emotions took over
as the smoke of burning memories
touches the clouds

i had a rope
and it was my rope
i had an apple tree
and it was my apple tree
i had a life
and it was my life
i had