You were the first person to ever make me happy
But today you blurred all of my straight lines
And you're so sorry
And you want to be good friends
But you were the first person to understand me
And I wonder if you're going to be the last
Every time I saw you're face like butterflies
Your picture was in my art collection

And you have to go, but
You're already gone

Tell her to sleep
Because or else,
She won't.
She's afraid of the nightmares,
And she wants to stay awake to fight the monsters

Tell her that there's hope for tomorrow
Because she's probably lost faith in today
And she needs something to fight for

Tell her that nothing is over until she's finished trying
Because she really doesn't want to try anymore
She'***** the ground a few times already
And she's afraid to fall again

Tell her that she doesn't have to be okay all the time
Because she is tired of standing up straight and tall
She's ready to fall apart
Without breaking down

Tell her that she's not the only who's broken
We're all just made of spare parts
Borrowed from each other
Because none of us are perfect

Tell her you love her.

You know that feeling
When you're falling asleep
And you can hear the television
You understand the words
But
They just don't exist with you
It's so peaceful
Because everybody's talking
But
You don't have to
You don't have to try anymore
You are allowed to give up on today
I'm giving up on today
I'll text you in the morning

I don't understand how yesterday
I was thinking in whisper that didn't reach out
But today
I'm thinking in capital letters in the bold type face I recognize so easily
Nothing has changed since yesterday
Except maybe me,
I guess.

My favourite thing to do these days
Is to measure distance using time
Because, you know, time passes.
Gaps close.
And it's a beautiful, impractical idea
It's midnight in four hours
But in one hour,
It will be midinight in three
I wonder if I'm the only one
Who counts the hours until tomorrow

I was the only one in the room with a calculator
The only one who wrote several pages instead of half of one
I wore pencils in my hair
And all because it was easier to face the world
Through measured steps
And calculated movements
Ready for anything that didn't involve leaving the house
Fearless,
Unless you're talking about something that could cause harm
Creative as long as it doesn't involve artistic ability
We're not depressed
We're scared
And we're not cynics
We take things as they are
We're not cynics
We're geniuses.

Racing heartbeats isn't love
Fighting and cursing isn't love
Calm, cool and comfortable,
Ready for anything today.
That's love.

Please don't go.

Please...

One of these days
You'll be settled into your new life
In your new home
You'll make new friends
I hope you're enjoying everything
I'm doing a bit of traveling myself
One of these days,
You'll reply

Crazy people
With all your metaphors and such the like
I'm trying to tell you a story,
Not write you a fairytale.
Why can't dreams come out in sentences
Every beautiful thought is clichè
Why can't people just say "I love you"
In plain terms?
Is it any less special to be written like so?

I stood there
Because I was too late,
And watched the flame go out

The thunderstorm turned the sky
Orange and soft
It put my dreams a little bit closer
It took the edge off of the 97 degree heat
And it made me smile :)

I don't think you realise
How passionate I still am.
I watched you put your fire out.

Please let me lose that rythem
When things don't rhyme and flow
I am not the tides
Shimmering in and out
I need to know you approve of me
And that I'm doing the right thing
When I step out of my comfort zone
Because here, I don't know the boundaries
That I really would like to comform to.
I know that learning from mistakes is good
But sometimes, with anxiety,
Making mistakes is devastating
So when I ask you to give me a direction,
Do not tell me it is up to me
Because I will cry
Failure is not an option
If we've still got
Death
And taxes
And death doesn't sound too desireable either
You are my mentors
So,
Show me how to *succeed

This is one of those times
When I think I need you most
But I must not
Because you always show up
When I really do.

I
Hope
That
Right
Now
I
Am
On
Your
Mind

Please
Don't
Let
Go
I can hear your hands slipping,
Slipping
I can hear your heart beat slowing down
I can feel your soul just giving up
So please
Just don't let go
Look at
All the people standing
Don't be the first one down and out

I can hear your hands
Slipping,
Slipping
I can hear your heartbeat
Slowing down
I feel your soul just
Giving up
So please know that
*I won't

You
Are
The only exception
Rules
Were
Not made to be broken
And
Time
Was
Not meant to pass
Counting the seconds till
Death do us part
Dropping those seconds for the sake of yourself

Funny how today was just a distant dream
Two years ago
I thought would never come
And here I am
Today was so impossible
Time can not pass
It is not judged in inches or meters
Or lines of a sonnet
Time as we perceive it is completely false
And impossible
You can not move in space with moving in time so
Today is my time
To fight or fly
Stand alone or together
Live in every second
Or throw them all away
Every instant is a decision to live your life right
Every instant you make a decision
To move in a direction and
**This direction is mine!

You may have dropped your dream,
But it's still good

It's almost eleven
And I can't sleep
I hear your voice
Bouncing in whispers of the raindrops
Please don't leave
I should have told you not to go
Before you left

I got tired of waiting for you everyday
And I'm sorry that I walked away
But you almost never come,
So why should I keep waiting?

Face my writer's wrath
Metaphorically,
The windows will shatter
You've shot me in the heart
But I grabbed the gun
And I'm shooting right back
Metaphorically,
I always win the battle
My writer's wrath is stronger
Than your teenage arrogance
And desire to crush dreams.

"Are you mad at me?"
"No."
Yes.
I'm mad at you for leaving,
I just want to hold your hand.

Sometimes my brain is the most incredible thing
I breeze through classes at school
Excel in math and language
(An everything else, really)
But then it gives me flashbacks
And nightmares
And that one dream
That one girl
That one time
My parents don't know because I don't tell them
But these things happen
And I'm fighting myself
How does that even happen?

She stared at the picture
As if she wasn't
She stared at the picture
As if she couldn't see it at all
As if she had given up trying
She only saw him in photographs
Now that he was gone
She doesn't want to see his life without her
She wants to remember before he left
Let her remember

Don't touch me
Don't ask me to open up
I don't want to talk to you
I just want to see you
But you're not there
You are really far away so
Don't touch me
Let me be here on my own
Instead of missing you

My dear friend,
I'm sorry I kept you up tonight
I got caught up
In the sound of your voice
Separate from the pounding in my head
Separate from the nightmares
You are your own dream
I just don't see you enough
It's so easy to get wrapped up in your words
I love to read your writing
I wish you'd show me more
I'm sorry I kept you up,
I love you.
Love,
Rosey