I sat watching out the window.
Like a child on a rainy day.
Waiting for the storm
To give the sun back.
As if it had been stolen
From the sky

“what are you going to do with your life?”
they all ask me
teachers
parents
peers
coworkers
my answer is simple
i don’t know
because i didn’t think
i would still be here

I'm no beauty queen
and I chopped off my hair to make sure
everyone knew that.
The ash from the tip of my burning cigarette
is the same dark, grey color of my lungs-
and I like it that way.
There's a hole in my black tights but
I wear them with my red dress anyway.
I'll slap on some lipstick and take a few pills to
fall back down the rabbit hole.
The best part is
I won't remember why my
two dollar mascara ran down my face.
So I won't regret a single thing.

i saw the sun strike your face
and saw your hazel eyes for what they truly are
kind

don't try and scare me away
because it won't work

i know the hell within your mind
worries you that i'll abandon you

my dear
you have already planted yourself
within my heart
your roots have already grown throughout my body

so when you say
you've warned me

i promise you
that i do not scare easily

He had a face designed for happiness
But he was blue
From all the life the cold world stole
From his body
His eyes once bright
Hang like the do not disturb sign
On the worn motel room door
His smile once animate
Is nothing but a fine line
Like the edge between regret
and suffering
Yet something about him clutched attention
Like the vacancy sign
Flashing off the exit of the interstate
I tried to keep driving
But I felt propelled
As if I was the guest of honor
Attending his invite only
Party for two


-JustHayy