I’m poisonous, detrimental
I will destroy you and I won’t
even glance back to throw
Pity your way.
I am the tornado that sweeps
up the city without hesitating
Lightning crashes that shatter
The sky, thunder that shakes
Rooftops and terrifies small
Children laying in their parents’
Beds. I am the monster that
Hides underneath those beds
And grabs small feet as they
Hang down, I am the eyes in
The closet that haunt you
When you’re sleeping and I
Am the nightmares that keep
You awake at night. I seek
To demolish, I seek to scare,
I seek to tear apart your pieces
And fling them into rioting flames
I will mutilate, decapitate, violate
You without sympathy and I will
Watch as you cry out in pain
And wither away.
I am everything you’ve always
Feared I would be
And worse.

You are beautiful,
You are breathtaking
You are quirky,
You are funny,
You are unique,
You are awkward.
You are weird
You are loveable.
You are you,
And you is pretty
Damm spectacular.

It was in that moment
In the middle of the street
Late at night,
When my world was falling
Apart that you put
Your arms around me,
And for a second I thought
That maybe everything
Would be okay.

Don't leave me alone with my thoughts,
they're eating me, tormenting me, they're at the centre of every battle I've fought.
Don't leave me alone with my family,
they're living out their dreams through me and I'm so scared to let them down.
Don't leave me alone, don't let me go, don't let me drown.

i'm not the rebound
when your conversation goes slow
my reply will satisfy you
the first time
but when my loneliness
becomes six messages in a row
each one more excited after the other
your vision starts to deteriorate
and you become blind to this gaping hole
on the verge of becoming a cavity
an auditorium sits in my mind
i listen to myself
go on and on about useless information
you once wanted to hear
the late night shows were always popular
to people who didn't listen
but rather wanted a night out
and the applause was customary
but you never felt the ambience
a thousand words gave off
as i sit at my desk
and transfer these thoughts into magic
six messages become one word
lonely
writing is hard, i keep deleting my thoughts
on paper i am limitless
conversation flows fast
and i am proud to message myself six times
and get six responses of the same excitement
the magic helps me see better
i love the auditorium that is my mind
the night shows are so popular
i took time to listen to myself
and clap for everything i am saying
because i give myself the chills
using words from seemingly useless information
lonely became lovely
and suddenly i was whole again
lonely stopped looming
and lovely was the name i gave myself
so when your conversation goes slow
and i stop messaging you
i am in my own auditorium
giving myself the attention and love
you forgot existed