I am scared.
I am scared of myself.
Of my mind.
Of who can see the mind I have.
I am scared.

I am scared.
I am scared to hear.
Sacred to think.
Scared to be.
I am scared of me.

I am scared.
I am scared of who is in my head.
I am scared.
I am scared.

a crack in her voice
a tremble in her words
a shiver from her body
a tremor from her words
her anger gave her palpitations
her anger brought tears to her eyes
she clenched her jaw
and ****** her fingers

the wall next to her
no longer seems like a wall
it was a punching bag
the blood trickles down her fist
but she doesn't feel the pain
not more than the anger
red hot burning anger

He told me that we both can still remain as friends,
What he really meant to say was that
We can be those type of strangers that share all these silent memories together & smile at one another, once in a while.

He told me that he would never forget me,
But I knew once he saw her walking through the crowd
I was just some other girl to him
And she was that special girl he'd dream of

He told me that he was no good for me,
I didn't listen to him
So I took a chance on him
But I was left with a broken heart
And I hear his words "I told you so"

He told me he liked me,
Happiness it brought upon me
Giggles & smiles on my face
But his admiration
Had an expiration date

He told me all these things,
And I hold onto every words he say
I kept them locked in my heart
And it shattered me apart
Yet he never seemed to know
How much I cared & adored him
And now I just watch him leave
Loving another
With my heart broken into pieces
I could never hate him though
And I'm left with the broken promises & wrecked expectations & it starts to burn into my lungs
I gasp for air
But the only thing I could utter for help was your name
You weren't there anymore
Leaving me with unfulfilled hopes
And love I could never seem to give to another

it's pouring rain outside and I'll I can think about is you

how if you were here

I would kiss you out there

in the pouring rain

until it stopped

love the boy who paints–
who harnesses the power of the spectrum
and brings life to his views
on the world

admire his colourful fingers
and lead stained hands.
he didn't mean to fray the
brushes like
he frayed your heart strings.

he only wants a little life
in his body and soul.
he paints with you in mind.
and when you see the crumpled up
tubes on the floor
of his bedroom,
know that they reflect
his efforts to make you happy.

My head is heavy
My brain is foggy
only your face is clear
I kiss your cheeks, forehead, lips
I laugh so brightly
Nothing could bring me down in this moment
You are my pinnacle
My love of a lifetime
You bring me joy
but you also bring me pain
once you are gone I feel empty
I crave you again and again
You're addictive, my love
and that can't be healthy
but I couldn't care less
because when I'm with you
I feel high
and happy
and free
And I wouldn't give that up for anything
Because I love what you do to me.

i loved him in pure, unadulterated innocence,
whilst knowing he was anything but innocent,
and that's quite alright