Charlotte wanted a raven
Odd little girl she was
Her daddy looked worried
"That's the only thing she draws"

He took her to buy a puppy
In a pet store five miles away
"Daddy can I get my raven?"
"No my love, not today"

He bought her a cute little white
With friendly hazel eyes
But Charlotte wasn't happy
Immediately started to cry

Her daddy got on his knees
"My dear, what makes you so sad?"
Charlotte sniffed three times
"Daddy, I wanted a raven so bad!"

Her father quickly started thinking
How to make her wish come true
"Let's name your puppy raven,
So you will get what you want too."

The girl looked down unsure
In the face of her new pet
And suddenly she fell in love
With the cutest thing she ever met

Years gone by terribly fast
And Charlotte watched him die
She buried him near her favourite tree
"Now little raven, you can fly"

I know the horror
how you can't undress
without feeling like
a ******* mess.

There's got to be something
more than this,
just write until
your thoughts aren't as heavy.

Everyone glances
but nobody reads:
Pour your emotions
into a glass that
nobody drinks.

There's got to be something
more than
vulnerable words in vain:
a medicine
that increases the pain.

I know the horror
how you can't reveal
the fullest extent
of how you feel.

There has to be something
more than a glance,
to help you feel heard;
to validate your world.

Just learn to write
and let it all go,
even if nobody notices
or nobody knows.

Because there is something
more than this.

with just a pair of dark eyes
and a heart
he looks at me
like I'm coated
in gold and stars
and loves me
like he just discovered
what love is
in all I am