I’ve waited for you But now I’m just waiting Wanting indefinitely I’m uncertain I long for more Because this life isn’t true This life isn’t what I live for
Stop digging it up Bury the hatchet You’ll be okay soon Just repeat the word stop And take a deep breath You need to stop racing Thoughts in your mind The past is the past, Just leave it behind
I wish a had a friend Someone kind and silly Innocent yet troublesome Beautiful, unknowingly so I wish I had someone to giggle with To be like a sister To be a listening ear Without judgement Without jealousy Just a friend.
I want someone to hold my hands Warm my soul like a flame I miss your face, skin, warmth Get me excited for life Or just get me out of bed I’m tired of blue light and bright screens Foggy eyes and groggy thoughts I want to see the Sun And your smile Let me reach out and touch you Touch Breathe Maybe when August comes we’ll be better We’ll make it there together
I walk a fine line in life... I could avoid stepping on the cracks, Tip toe in silence Follow the rules Try to be perfect And ask, “What the hell is wrong with me?” When I don’t get it right Or maybe I could pick flowers Skip on the sidewalk Color outside the lines, sometimes And finally be okay with getting my hands *****.
There are things inside my head that overwhelm me I’m not sure if I’m overreacting I don’t know if it’s just me who feels this way, But I am too overwhelmed to get it out of my head But I’m screaming internally because it’s all too much I know I need to do something but I’m too paralyzed to do anything.
You should be on this side of the city, On this side of town Instead of away from me... I want your arms around me I want to hold your hand Interlocking fingers Touching Hugging Loving But you’re in the wrong side of town
I find solace in being busy Once I find the quiet It’s like Tyler said, it’s violent I fill my life with noise To drown out the voice in my head What ugliness lies between the silence? Do I want to find out?
I may be thinking of you, but it might just be the weather It might be the food, the music, or the talk No matter what it is, I see you in my head I hear your voice I say your name There’s so much more we could have. But is it the right choice? Am I brave enough to try?
She could try to greet me She could just say hi But she just eyes me daily Avoiding looking in my eyes I try I try I try But she never smiles I try I try I try But it means nothing at all
How many false steps did we take Or wrong turns? No one noticed when we swerved off-course But we’re too far now Too far now for hope So we pick fights over little things And ignore the big Because we’ll never find our way back home
I listen, And it takes me back. “A little while longer,” I tell myself. And although I hold onto hope, Sometimes I let myself slip through the cracks Of this endless cycle of dreams, deaths, and everything in between.
I won’t stop until I make you mine If I wear eyeliner, will my blinking eyes catch your attention? If my lips are lined with red will you want to kiss them? I’ll bleach my smile, curl my hair Buy new sweaters, and a nice blue dress I won’t give up for the rest of time I won’t stop until I make you mine
Scars are not supposed to hurt, But I run a finger over them and feel Pain It’s bittersweet the feelings of this, Should it be like singing in the rain? An awkward bliss. Instead, I remember the initial wound Instead, I still feel the ghost of you Yes, scars are meant to heal But they can still hurt And hurt And hurt.
positivity is being slow... in a slew of good and bad, opposing moments roll through my brain and every day i pick and choose: analyze detect absorb deflect and every day I feel the pain of better days that’s haven’t happened yet
Carry on regardless to the cold and bitter moon. It will once get better, but you haven't seen it soon. Winter's just a season, a thick and hazy fog It goes away eventually if you keep moving on.