There so many problems, I'm going thru right now.
I can't wrap my head around them all.
At one point, everything is so great and wonderful.
And in the next instant it's a total disaster.
I wish this didn't happen, so I'd be able to stay.
Trying to get my life together but you don't want me to.
Now I have to go, far far away where I don't know anyone.
Its scary too just stay over in an area where your not familiar.
I grew to love to many people to just one day throw it away.
I've cried and cried over and over and its still all the same.
I'm going and not coming back, and I wish this wasn't true.
Im going to miss everyone that I have a relationship with. Friends, family everything.


I wish things could be different...

Morning world
Morning sunshine
Morning sadness and happiness
Morning people who we love
Lets keep it simple dear people :)

You, with your bed of thorns,
Broke the fall from my throne
And tangled me in your chaotic glory.

I wrote

'the waves adorned your feet
in silent hushes'.

I wrote and I never
said. When you needed it,
when you cried for it,
I never said. I wrote.

In your loft,
our joint belongings
swelled my throat
and I didn't say.

But I saw you looking.

Your feet descended first -
from the attic, from the attic,
your feet looked the same.

I couldn't say,
So I wrote this.

We always leave before the sun leaks through the faded curtains
Throwing clothes over our raw skin so the sky doesn't see us.
And you mostly pretend to sleep soundly on the bed, inching towards to crease where I fall asleep.
Because you're okay with leaving.
And because I've done it enough to prefer it.
Dances like ours aren't meant for the light of the day or the twinkle of the stars
But for the pitch black, utter, endless darkness of a windless night.
You are a cold breeze on my otherwise warm afternoon, giving me goosebumps and making me shiver.
Something I haven't decided if I like or not.