From where I stand, there is a kaleidoscopic view of the world.
My cousin always had something negative to say about my upbringings, my excessive scruples.
Life is an hourglass.
The scent of your tongue is a foul one and I cry because it reminds me of my brother.
The blood runs down my fingers, scared I run to the nearest lake.
Has anyone identified Victoria's secret?
The reindeer reign over me, because of this I know Santa is near.
The wind tells me stories of my father who lived in China until age 8 and I ponder if my love for sushi is hereditary.
The kitten meows until I give her milk. Little *****.
My red moccasins are the reason I could not attend the wedding but I have no regrets.
Yet again, you enter my thoughts, and I throw you out like yesterdays trash.

Have I told you lately that I absolutely hate you?
I abhor the way you walk into a room like you own it,
and I can't stand the way you smile at me.
Your jokes aren't even funny in the slightest
and it pains me when you laugh.
I resent the way you flirt with me
and every other girl.
I despise the way you make me feel like I'm everything
then nothing.
Most of all, I hate that every little thing you do
makes me fall even more in love with you.

WE AREN'T FRIENDS
STOP ACTING LIKE IT
I HATE YOUR STUPID HEAD
ITS TOO BIG FOR YOUR SHOULDERS
AND YOUR EGO COULDN'T EVEN FIT INSIDE
THE PALACE OF VERSAILLES
YOU'RE STUPID
AND KIND OF DUMB
AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN FUNNY
SO STOP TRYING
WE AREN'T FRIENDS
SO STOP ACTING LIKE IT

You came into my life on a white horse,
gallivanting with your trusty steed,
you found your way into my heart.
Before I knew it
your eyes told me stories,
your smile warmed my heart,
and your life consumed mine.
Even faster
your horse turned dark,
your eyes evil,
and your smile ripped my heart out of my chest.
I tried to walk away, but you hit me like a freight train.
These twisted feelings are a vicious cycle.

Often times, silence is a beautiful thing.
Hauntingly beautiful.
But when evening comes to a close,
and the night sky becomes as black
as your soul,
the silence becomes terrifying.
Your own thoughts begin to close in on you,
creating a barrier
between you and any solace you could ever hope to find.
The silence begins to make your skin crawl,
and you long for the noises of the outside world.