I have written you so many beautiful poems
It's a shame you never had the capacity to enjoy them

It's always little things that take me back to you.

A lyric in a song.
A shimmer in the snow.
A dark lonely street.
When I have to let someone go.

The darkness of my own hair,
And how it looks against your skin.
The softest of touch,
And elegant curves that reflect your grin.

The sleepless nights in this apartment.
The photos on my wall.
The pain inside my heart.
You're image is in it all.

The journals that I keep.
The drawings I recreate.
The tears that fall.
All the things I hate.

Because of you I'm forced to live.
This new found notion; "I want to be strong."
Even though you're not around to care...
Who would have thought I'd make it this long.

You say you love her,
But you can't seem to remain true.
Please remember..,
I love a lot of people, but I am in love with you.

He said before asking me for a *** pic, making me believe this is what being friends with a guy should be like. Leading me on and making me feel great about myself between the hours of 12am-3am before he fall asleep for work the next morning or school or to hangout with another girl that he does not mention exists, but let's me know through a snapchat story later posted that evening-
Before hitting me up for more nudes. Short texts throughout the day like "Whats up" "Im tired" or "Im busy and youre far" accumulate in my inbox from him. I confront him and he is apologetic. "I'm sorry" "I'm ******" is what I'm being fed.
But I still fall for him and his ******* games-
Because I really do like being his friend.

you, in your grays and blues,
with eager expectations clawing
my skin from its bone.
you tore me apart just to see
the colors that I would spill.
paint them in every hue
and they still wouldn’t be
the right shade for you.

do you expect me to smile back
after you’ve pulled every molar
from its bed? to lend you my
splintered spine for your knife?

the miles soaked in blood
are now stained for you.
but you would still claim
there is more to give.

I am floating

Higher
Higher
Higher

I can only float so high
I know this

When will I crash?

Maybe this time things can change.

Let me reach a little higher
Before
I crash
Back down

Farther
Farther
Farther

Daddy can't you see just how bad you're hurting me
I've done what I can and poured out my heart
Trashed my mother and it tore us apart

Daddy can't you see just how much bad you've caused
For it know not of love and I can't see when it does
You've taught me a lesson that can't be unlearned

Daddy can't you see
How your actions in our time of being
Have tortured me