I don't alcohol,
I just need a buzz,
I don't need drugs,
I just need some fake fun,
I don't you,
I just need a real one

Sometimes,
It doesn't always take a knife to ****,
Sometimes,
It only takes one person to walk away,
Sometimes,
You need to save your tears for a rainy day,
Sometimes,
There's nothing to say,
Sometimes**,
That has to be okay.

I'm like a clock except I'm not even right twice a day,
All my numbers are broken,
I'm too many hours behind,
And I can't just live in the now.

I'm misstated,
Dictated,
Unappreciated,
Understated,
The last pick,
Life's giving me a kick,
Have to pick myself up,
From this,
Unelevated-ness.

I am something small
Never seen, always there
A reflection of another time
Wanting to feel, hear me
For I am a complication
I am someone but no one
One lost amongst the crowd
Just a drop in the ocean

I have these chains,
Wrapped around my body,
In my veins,
In my blood stream,
And it may seem,
Like I am closed off,
From the entire world,
That's because it's true.
I'm building locks,
And I'm going to make it rain with keys,
And I'm waiting,
For you to build a bridge,
And come find me,
Like a light breeze,
Like a smooth sea,
You arrive,
But not with a key,
with a tool,
That set me free.

You made a poet fall in love with you
And expected her not to write sonnets about your eyes
Haikus about the way you kissed her in the moonlight
Expected the fire in her heart not to inspire couplets
You made a poet fall in love with you, and when you left
Expected her not to write pages about the ache in her chest
Write a soliloquy dedicated to her tears
Expected her not to feel every gut wrenching moment of the pen hitting paper like your words hit her in the most vulnerable places of her mind.
You made a poet fall in love with you, and you expected her to be silent.
That is no fault of hers.