My life is not perfect,
I promise you that.
I'm angry,
confused,
and constantly sad.
Because of the things I hear everyday,
at school,
at home,
and in my own brain.
(i.s.)

Autumn Leaves,
falling,
    drifting,
        sinking.
Letting themselves be carried by the wind.
Never bothered by the constant breeze,
making them wind,
                              swirl,
                      ­            and slowly collapse to the almost frozen ground.
(i.s.)

Laying down,
beside a toilet,
feeling never ending pain.

My eyes are drifting closed,
but I still feel the buzz,
the alcohol running through my veins.

Why does this happen every night?
I thought that I could stop,
but it's a never ending cycle,
of laying beside a toilet,
with my hair pulled back,
and my heart smashed in half.
(i.s.)

I wish you would tell me when you were sad.
We could lay under warm, fuzzy blankets
and complain about how ****** the world is.

You think I don’t understand,
how one person can hold so much distress,
but I promise I do.

I know I can never stop you from being unhappy,
but I can stop you from being alone.
(i.s.)

I feel like you did,
a bunch of years ago,
when you were still breathing.
It ***** feeling like you.
I know one day I’m going to end up how you did.
And that scares the hell out of me,
The same way it did to you.
(i.s.)