I ignore this feeling of hunger.
So that it won't hurt as much.
So that I won't feel the hollow pain,
inside me.

{ E.I }

As I lay on the bed

Half asleep,

Eyes closed;

The sunlight sipping through the translucent curtains,

feeling warm and calm;

unconciously I reach out for your hand

To know that you were there by my side;

To see if you treasure these quiet moments of a summer's day as I do;

But all I found was nothing,

The hand I long to hold wasn't there,

Hasn't been for a long time,

Causing the pain I feel in my chest.

The breaking of the heart.


(e.i)

like a seedling
shaded from the sun,
overfed with minerals,
stuck in the small *** -
the child couldn't grow out of their comfort,
as they were strictly cared for within the boundaries,
unable to reach out for their dreams.

the seedling couldn't grow beautiful like it was supposed to
despite longing to be like so,
thus they grew wither everyday
with every say of 'nay'.

how was it to grow their roots if its never allowed to move out of the small ***?

let the seedling grow,
for you never know how beautiful of a flower,
how great of a tree it would become into.

-e.i.

The flower
In the
dry land
stopped waiting
for rain.

- { E.I }

i'm
smiling widely
but
i'm
internally screaming
inside.

{E.I}

You shielded me from
The rain that poured onto me
Like acid
But he stood by next to me
In the rain
As he knows the pain
I went through.


{E.I}

You were like a mistake I wrote in permanent ink,
I tried blocking you out with white-outs.
But
No matter the amount I use,
The trace of you is still there.

{ e.i }

The moment
you start
Walking away,
the ice
beneath cracked.

- { E.I }

She cried as
she walked away.
She couldn't
Bare to see him
Breaking because of her.

{E.I}

And I
Fell, pulled
to drown
under the
winter water.

- {E.I}

You don't know the demons he's fighting,
You don't know,
You don't know.
You don't know the pain she's feeling,
You don't know,
You don't know.
You don't know inside they're dying,
You don't know,
You don't know.

{ e.i }

" "If you really love her, why do you still look at me the way you do?"
"I don't know."
"Do you ever wish things didn't go the way they did and we could've started over again?"
". . ."
"Me too."

{E.I}

Finally,
I
don't
feel
hurt
when
it
comes
to
you.

{ E.I }

over the hedge,
over the gates,
over the tall looming trees,
the bright blue sky
where birds flew free
(i wish that was me.)

; e.i

so scared of hurting,
she never pick a flower
before she's certain it blooms.

so scared of hurting,
she wears gloves to touch
before thorns could ***** her.

so scared of hurting,
she rips out hopeful weeds
before it could grow into dandelions.


_ e.i. _