Left me on read
Got in my head
Crying in bed
Want her instead
Better off dead

How bad I want you to say
“I need you”
Is just about as bad as
I want to feel your arms around me,
About as bad as
I want to feel your hand in mine,
About as bad as
I want to be wherever you are,
About as bad as
I want you to want me back.

Headache from smoke intake
Heartbreak from a mistake

Once upon a time,
Since when do poems need to rhyme?
Since when do stories need to start that way?
Since when do I need a safety plan?
Since when does a woman need a man?
Since when do I have relationship pain?
Since when do I have anything to gain?
Since when do I need you?
Since when have I blue?
But for me these things are true,
And because I need you,
I hope you need me too.

Pain in my heart
Been hit with a dart
I could have been smart
Kept us apart
So when you want to restart
My still lungs and heart,
Notice, sweetheart
You had a part
Don’t even start
Doctors look at my chart
“Flatlined”, “Dead heart”
The scene was “graphic art”
My body, motionless
All because
You couldn’t tell heartbrokenness
From suicidal hopelessness

Ditched the plan.
I fell in love with his talk,
No confidence in his walk.
I fell for his smile
Only seen every once and awhile.
I fell for his embrace,
But there is horror on his face
When I saw the art
On his arm, from his heart.
Then I rolled up my sleeve,
Only for a moment, it was brief.
I showed him the things I do
His face turned a ghastly hue
He pulled me close and asked, “You draw too?”

I am not in love, I just get lost in his eyes
I am not in love, he’s just not like other guys
I am not in love, but I am addicted to his velvet voice
I am not in love, at least if I was given the choice
He is not in love, so neither am I.