please stay
and please
let me stay.

when you care
too much
about those who care
too little
you start to care
too little
for the one person
you should care about
most
and that is
yourself

i haven't decided
whether or not
happiness
is worth it
because it has
never
stayed with me
long enough
to be able
to tell

love me for who i am
love the pen marks
on my hands
love the scars
along my thighs
love me for who i am

in shattering
myself
i shattered
you;
i always
considered
you
part of me
but i never
thought
i was
part of
you

i'll be your
yellow
brick
road
i will lead you
where you wish
to go
and you can
step
all over me

i am a
horse
on a
carousel
with four legs
built to run
but i insist
on retracing
the same
circle

i'll continue to
salvage
the pieces
until they are
too small
to see

my body
does not belong
to me
so stop
treating my actions
like my own

you saw my
panic
as a burden
but you should be
scared
when my panic
ceases

and all those times
you kissed me
you were just
putting your
thumb
over my
lips

what is a human
but a cosmic spec
of semi-wanderlust
destroying the planet
because they believe
they rule it
while if the human race
ceased to exist
the world would
flourish

i cant imagine
myself
loving anyone else
but i can imagine
you
loving anyone

in a cluster
of trees
beneath fingers
of sunlight
a forgotten
cemetery
lies decrepit
beside an old
back road
named after
an indian tribe

most people
are afraid
of being
forgotten
but i wish
to be buried
in the
forgotten
cemetery
surrounded by
crooked stakes
of rusted
wraught iron
engulfed by ivy

and i wish
to let the
earth
consume me
oncemore

she used to be
a good girl
but now she's
smoking away
all her friendships

what hurts is that
you are there
and i am here
and you are not
trying to get
here

she had been
stabbing herself
with her own knife
until he took it from her

and right as she believed
that he was trying to help
he handed her a larger one
and said,
"here, try this one"

i asked if you loved me
and you said yes
but i do not know
if yes is yes
or yes is no
because you wrote
your own dictionary
and it is not written
in any language
that my heart can
understand

when i was younger
i was scared
that everyone around me
was actually a robot
and maybe i was right
because it seems to me
that i am the only one
with any common sense
so why are we still calling it
"common sense"?

and why do i care
about sleep and waking and eating and living
because we all die someday
just like when you left
and i died
so i am not alive
so why do i care
about sleep and waking and eating and living

when the puppet
finally
breaks free
of his strings
you'd better be
careful
that he
does not
choke you
with them

even the night
is not dark
as long as the moon
is in the sky
and this
is what you are
to me

in the end,
no one
fell in love
with her -
so she
fell in love
with her
sadness.

i learned
that my heart
is as large
as my fist,
but that
doesn't mean
that it is
as strong

if feelings are not
physical things,
how do they
hurt you
so much?

and while time
does heal all wounds,
time does not
heal the scars

this is me,
leaving you.
not because
i do not love you,
but because
i love myself,
too.

when i am
not thinking
of how much i
miss you
i am thinking
of how much
better
it would be
if you were
here

sext: i thought of you and put down the razor