And it feels good to be breathing again
Because writing is breathing
And I feel the words flow
Through my lungs
Like water through gills.
And I breathe the language of words
Emotions, and passion.
And I try not to hold my breath.
But sometimes I hold it for days
At a time. And
Each time a little part if me
Wants to die
Because I don't realize I'm
Holding my breath.
So here's to breathing,
Raise your glass high.
And take a
Breath

im a basket full of eggs
so hard yet so fragile
one shake on rattle
one quick long drop
and ill pour over the surface letting all of my organs show
they will spill and expand rapidly
drying up the earths soil
ill gasp for air-try to cartch my breath
im in a race
in a battle
to keep my eggs from shatterting so easily
to keep my eggs hard broiled
the be hard egg shell and strong on the inside
i strive to be that broiled egg.
so even when im dropped
i wont shatter

The time when your heart
Flutters like a bird
And you can't let it out of its cage
Because it won't survive.
And your palms drip with sweat,
Flowing water as if from the Nile
And you couldn't part them even if
You tried.
You eyes water and tear.
Yawning comes on like a spell
Of hallucination.
Your feet might behind tiny
Tap dances under your desk.
Your knuckles may be cracked
Your mind wanders, and if things
Get really bad, you start to doze off.

What causes these symptoms?
The most dreaded time of the year.
While it might not be cold or flu
Season, it most certainly is the
Season of
Test taking.
So cover your eyes,
Get some more sleep.
And pray that you don't catch it.

There's a place in the sea,
calling out to me.
It says "You're not as lonely
as you have to be.

And though you're on your own,
catching feelings that were never thrown,
look upon yourself and this will be known:
You have the purest heart beneath your bones.

So swim, swim out, and don't you dare stop.
Reach this island and climb to the top.
Here there are no worries of schools and shops;
just peace, serenity, and a nice clean drop."

"You threaten me with an end, but what for?"
"This is no end my friend, don't be a bore,
it's clear you've lost everything you adore,
but you've lost a battle and there's still a war.

So swim, swim out, and you'll find what you need.
Keep your hands open and I'll place in a seed.
Remember for what it is that you bleed,
and they'll follow you when you're ready to lead.

Because though you will be all alone,
catching feelings that were never thrown,
plant this here and it will be known,
you've found a castle all your own."

There's a place in the sea,
calling out to me,
where most men would drown
but I will be King.

You expect me to like you
After you've asked me to prom
You expect me to say yes and no
And to grin and bear it
And to introduce myself to your friends
Because you won't introduce me
Expect me to be "happy" with the
Stigma you gave me
Because you have made everyone
Silently expect
What you expect of me
You have made me famous
A celebrity and when people
Ask if I'm the girl you went to prom with
I grit my teeth and wonder what I
Did to deserve this stigma
Do me a favor
And
Expect me
To be alone
Expect me to not love you
But to be an acquaintance not
Even a friend
For that seems to close for me
Expect me to cringe at the sound of
Your name
And try to hide myself from you
And your family
Expect nothing from me