like a tsunami;
the thoughts of you,
the memories of us;
they flood my mind,
without a warning,

my love for you
were the tidal waves
and you were the shore
because no matter how much
you pushed me away
i'd come right back to you
just to be pushed away again

you came into my life
like a tsunami
you drowned me whole
i'm still sinking
deep into our memories,
the memories we made,
when you were still
in love with me
and i never wanted
to be rescued

you were the tsunami
of my life
a chaos caused by
the beautiful mother nature

when you left,
i finally understood
why were tsunamis natural disasters.

Once a sheep
Said to the shepherd,

"What should I give
To the tree in return
For the shade I have under it."

He replied,
"Plant more trees for your friends."

I'm back,
aren't you glad to see me
write again
you know what this means
don't act silly
you know i am sad again
so here i am
have a cheer
tell me your glad i'm here.

i write poetry in fifty seconds or less
sometimes the words taste like salt
and sometimes like maraschino cherries

i wonder if my blood is red or if it's purple
because pain no longer feels like the color red,
it feels like numbness, cold unsaturated color.
red is diamond and fire and volcano
and it doesn't seem fair to call myself eruption.
it would be more accurate to say that i'm sand dune
and flood
and hurricane,
something that doesn't burn painfully
but slowly sinks into your skin
like water
until you breathe in what you thought was air,
but really it's not oxygen anymore,
it's me.

this one tasted like salt.

*(a.m.c.)

you say i'm funny
because i prefer rain over sunshine 80% of the time
it's no joke to me though
because rain could mean thunder
and the thunder brings a chance of lightning
and the electricity reminds me of that night with you
my hand tingling because of your tight grasp on it
i laid on the wet pavement
quoting Walt Whitman
you sat with closed eyes listening to the rain
and me

This girl is drowning, she cannot escape,
From this wretched life filled with self-hate.
She cannot be saved, she just wants to go,
Leave without notice and not let anyone know.
The days go by, the hours get longer,
The demons inside are now getting stronger.
Pills, a blade, a suicide note.
The demons they killed her, it's ****** she wrote.