Everything
is a trap.
Everywhere I go
the monster is waiting
to eat me alive.
The sensation starts
on the inside, in my
Stomach,
turning and churning.
It moves to my
heart,
causing a beat that could
be heard around the world,
gripping terror
speeding up the thumps.
From there,
It can reach my whole body.
My head,
whispering words of discouragement
My hands,
trembling and spilling everything.
My legs,
refusing to let me run
away from the monster.
And so
I go only where I am
safe.
I don't go out
because the monster that is
me
always knows where I am.
It's all in my head
which makes it harder to
fight off.  I have
no chance.
I will never
escape
this
trap.

A silence with you
Is not
a silence

But a moment rich
with peace

She's the kind of girl
who would walk up to a
stranger and kiss him
or her on the mouth and
not give a **** what anyone else thought
And if she could, she'd make every single one
of her dreams come true, even
the nightmares.
And night after night she
finds comfort in the arms of strangers
and cigarettes and cheap wine.
And she'd do anything to stop feeling
so ******* lonely.
So ******* empty.
So ******* numb.

She's the kind of girl
that would set fire to her hair
just to feel alive.