Do not worry, little heart. They are only
Feelings. So care a little  less,
The ride will be much more than what
It seem

I do not know why
I keep going
I should just jump off a bridge..
It would probably hurt less

Misfit
Misprint
I was made completely wrong
I don’t fit the standards
Size or personality wise
I’m wider than average
And less than funny
My personality is strange
My chest is larger than typical range
I can be witty at times
But those are as rare as my rhymes
I’m unloved by most
Angry and angsty even at my best
I love sleep quite a lot
Though it never sets my soul at rest
I’m bursting at the seams within
With dreams of things far out of reach
Craving attention
But not accepting what I get
Always wanting more
But I am told I deserve less
Never good enough for society
But never given a reason why

Mislabeled
*just like everything else

I chose
the road
less traveled

and you probably
don't know
what to do

forgive me
it is such
a wonderful
place to be

Finally,
Escaped,
Eternally,
Free,
But always,
Afraid,
Of remembering,
Me.

Hopelessly,
Lost,
But that's,
Okay,
I don't care,
The cost,
As long as I get,
Away.

Deadly,
Hands,
I don't need,
Anymore,
Messed up,
Plans,
I've settled my,
Scores.

I'm better now,
Yes,
I've moved on,
At last,
I wouldn't have,
Guessed,
How easily,
So fast.

My breaths are getting,
Stronger now,
My ramblings becoming,
Less jumbled,
My weary legs, however,
Will not allow,
Me to keep running once,
They've crumbled.

The weak points are slowly,
Losing their will,
Over time, I hope,
They'll fade,
I never expected,
That I would still,
Have avoided,
Touching the blade.

Stop

Breathe

Look up

And see

Safety.

As fate knocks on my door,
I just imagine why it was for,
Another reason I was told,
Just so that I can be sold.
He would sell me like scrape,
Even when he new I wasn't crap,
He said to me that I was worthless,
I believed in him more or less.
I couldn't hear what he said,
It went something along the lines of the dead,
When yet I could see a sound,
I could just hear a faint pound.
He was hear and it was true,
That I was all but his druid.

It's been a year since that day
The day that you confessed
The day we started this lovely mess
but don't worry I didn't love you any less

The way we talk to each other til 2 in the morning
The way we squeezes each other's hand every time we're both freezing
The way we let our guard and pride down every time we're fighting
are some of the things that I will never get tired of doing

You do what floats your boat
Someone who thinks twice before doing what he's told
You're like a difficult puzzle to solve
but despite all that, I'll  still love you til the day we're both old.