I woke up at 4 am
to the news of a mass shooting,
in Las Vegas.

It makes me sick,
that this is the kind of place
my kids will grow up in.

Now I just wonder,
has it always been this way?

When we were kids,
did our parents just cover our eyes,
and hide our face?

Or is all this ****,
this negative energy,

the beginning of an America

that's far more sinister?


It will be hard,
but we have to fix it.

I refuse to let my kids grow up
worried about ballistics.

My mind
    seeks answers
       My heart
           seeks love
              in the absence
                of my mind

Ever since I was little, I've said I want to travel the whole world. But now I've met you, and I no longer feel the need to see the whole world. For your eyes go deeper than any ocean, and your tongue tastes better than anything else the world has to offer; You yourself are a bunch of different little adventures.
Actually, I guess I do wanna see the whole world- my whole world.
And that is you.

you loved me with every bit of your ******* heart, and i guess i overdosed.

i never did get to show you the poetry i wrote about you,
i never did get to kiss you as many times as i wanted,
and if i knew our last kiss was going to be our last
id go back and give you 100 more.

i found poetry within the knots of your hair,
and i found comfort within the warmth of your lips,
and if i wouldve known us doing this would have caused all this chaos
i would still do it all again
because youre worth it

-you were always worth it

Music, it seems,
Is the only thing

Able to heal
The way I feel.

I'm unafraid
To leave this place.

For, smiles
Are like dials.

All it takes
Is one mistake

To spin a smile down,
And bleed into a frown.

For, I’m so tired of bleeding—
Tired of smiles fleeting.

So, I guess,
Before today proves another mess,

I’ll close my eyes,
Keeping my mind tied,

Until I wake—

If I ever wake.