It just feels like I'm breaking my heart
Again and again and again
But I don't know how to stop

It just feels like I'm falling in love
Again and again and again
But I don't know how to hate

It just feels like I miss you again
And again and again and again
But I don't know how to forget

It just feels like I'm losing my mind
Again and again and again
But you're gone, you're a ****, you ****** up
So *******, I love you
Again and again and forever

I hate your hair
I hate your laugh
I hate your voice
I hate your cough

I hate your questions
I hate your answers
I hate your choices
I hate your glances

I hate the way you lie
I hate the way you drink
I hate the way you smell
I hate the way you think

I hate your false assumptions
I hate your seeking attention
I hate your lack of empathy
I hate your misapprehention

I hate you for killing those kittens
I hate you for ****** your girlfriend
I hate you for hitting your sister
It needs to ******* end

I just think you should go
I don't even care to where
Just get far away
And let us all out of this fear

My veins are inside-out
Blood's not of importance
All this slicing doubt
With the metal in accordance

Things are out of hand
I'm all washed up in red
Too lost to understand
I might at well be...

"Miss? Can you hear me?"

He said my luck was with me
But would he mind to ascertain
He would find, the things, I see
Would make most people go insane

I can't breathe.
Starved for oxygen
Hurling myself this way and that
Completely out of my element

Flip. No good.
In fact, the effort probably put me
Further from where I wanted to go
I wasn't designed for this

Flop. Still nothing.
I think I may be a bit closer
But the water is still out of reach
How much do I have left?

Perhaps less is more.
Frantic flip-flopping has accomplished nothing
Calm down and inch, bit by bit
Toward water, and oxygen, and life.

When you ask of me, why poetry
I'm not sure you understand
That it's the center of my universe
The very depth of who I am

The molecules in the air I breath
Oxygen pulsing through the veins
The storm brewing beneath the surface
The pounding of the rain

It's the timeless anticipation
Of the thought that's yet to come
The tearing open of life's seam
The beating of the drum

The first peak of the desert flower
When it feels the gentle touch of spring
The smile in the eyes of a child
And all the joy it brings

The in and out of the tide
In the pulling of the waves
When you ask of me, why poetry
What more is there to say

I have lied a lot
But believe me when I say
This is the first time
I ever lie your way

I trust you
I love you
I need you

I have lied a lot
Never one for you
But maybe just this time
Is the start of something new

your mind is a forest, and i
want to carve my initials
onto every tree

i.
no matter what your teachers
may tell you, your grades are not a
measure of how smart you are, that
has more to do with how you handle your
heart, and i have never seen anyone love
more fiercely or smart than you.  

ii.
i have let boys touch me just because
i was scared to lose them; don't let them
lay a hand on you without you asking
them to, you are worth more than that.

iii.
people will walk away, but you've known
that already.  keep your chin up so that when
they turn back one last time, they know that
you don't need them.
you don't need them.

iv.
i hope you find somebody that holds your
hands, even when you're nervous and
they start to sweat.  if they pull away,
you come find me and i swear,
i won't let go.

When the government does not lend a hand
To those who work and those who till their land
And they silence their own peoples voices
Making all the wrong federal choices
But maybe my voice is precious to me
Are my eyes the only ones that can see
They are herding us like a shepherds flock
simply running down the time on the clock
to lead us into a massive brainwash
Independence an enemy to squash
so open your eyes before they're sewn shut
Remove the  blindfold, it's time to wake up