I'd rather write poems than do math
I'd rather exercise my soul than my body
I'd rather learn about Plato than the Industrial Revolution
is it too much to ask for an education system that
actually lets me pursue
my own dreams?

Don't say it's okay
Don't say it's fine
I drag
the heart
you tore apart
into a straight line

We are nothing but the interweaving of bleak and hopeful threads that we fasten around a branch to hang the ones we love and cut free the ones we loathe, so they may prosper and thrive from our anguish. Never focusing on others, we are inaudible to their cries in the dark stations that we possess as they morph into cavernous cancer vortexes that absorb their happiness into our misery. There is no reward at the end, there is only the validation of endurance and the uncertainty of purpose. We are loveless quasi-predators that want to be mistaken as selfless and proven important.

I cannot forgive you
for your past mistakes
because they are wrapped up inside my chest,
burning like the summer sun.

I cannot forget
the nights when I felt like nothing
and I held a bottle of yellow pills in my hand
because you pushed me over the edge.

I will not forgive
this feeling of absolute sadness
wrapped up inside of me,
I will not forgive
the stab wounds to my back
that the words you couldn't speak to my face left.

I will not forgive the person I became
because you said I wasn't good enough
(and I still never will be).

I'm sorry my words come out
when I'm neck deep in alcohol,
but drunk words are sober thoughts
and I've never been known to keep my mouth shut.

You are everything I never wanted to be around,
a disease of the mind, body, and soul,
and I cannot forgive you
for being the decay that is my demise.

I wish not to be taken in my
sleep, stolen away. not knowing
its my time as in the dream state
you had taken me away.

I would feel that like a thief you'd
stolen my life not knowing that you
were there, just that you took my
last moments away, never to open
my eyes once more my last sight
taken from my gaze.

The day time is the time I wish
for I can see who takes me and
say good bye to all. I could see
and hear my last breath and
word goodbye.

I would gladly be taken as you
would hold me by the hand, see those
who loved me as the light took me
I would not fall.

Please not in the night like a thief,
taking my last moments stealing me
away in darkness, for me daylight is
the time I wish to move on to see you
as taken beyond the veil and I see it
all.