She gives me a ***
filled with soil and tells me,
"I wanted to give you
a flower but I didn't want
to make you cry by
killing something so
I thought you could watch
my love grow for you."

It has been two months
four days, and sixteen hours
since I last picked up a pen.
I'm sorry. I'm ready now.
I'm here.

For a second the sky was mine
And I used to love the stars
I used to dream and believe
And love and create
But after awhile, when I got older
Little by little
I forgot about all of that
And concentrated on school
And girls, and popularity
But one day I had a dream
Where my wishes were real
And the stars smiled at me
Watching over me
When I woke up I was crying
And longing for what I used to be
For what I used to believe
And I wonder
Does anyone else
Miss who they used to be?
Does anyone miss
Who I used to be?
Do they hate who I've become?
It's okay
I miss me too

You were so nice.
And I was in love.

We would hold hands and
forget the world.
Until you got drunk
and hit me

We could laugh for hours at
a single sentence.
Go on great dates.
Then you wouldn't let
me leave

My friends and family
all said we were perfect for
each other.
I thought so too.

*Until the night I said no
and you didn't listen.

When I look in the mirror
I see the face of a broken man.
I remember what my mother said
that if you pull an expression that grotesque
your face will get stuck that way.

I wish someone would love me.
I wish someone would care that
when I came out of my room
my eyes were still a little red.
I want someone to hold me
and tell me that it's okay to fall apart.
To understand that I can't
help but hurt myself.
Someone who would understand
that I can't just get over it.
I wish I wasn't so lonely all the time.

Hell, my pillow has soaked up
so many tears
it's amazing I don't drown
when I dream.

When I was a kid
I used to wonder
how many people would
cry if I disappeared.
So I ran away
for two days.
Nobody even noticed.

A blue whale's heart is so big a small child
could swim around in its veins.
I was trying to be the whale,
now I'm choking on my
******* heart.

We sit in an art classroom.
There are windows and anyone could
see or come in.
But with the snow falling it feels like our
own world.
You lie silent there before me
naked.
Posing as I paint you.
I want to show you how I see you
through
my
eyes.