Someone once told me
That I was beyond
What the night sky
Had to offer.

And like a silly young woman,
Not knowing how beautiful the stars are,
I believed them.

What a mistake that was.

Deaf-mute,
never know himself or herself
like being know by someone too.

i want to be pretty
I want to be kind

i want to be loveable

i want to be wanted

instead

i got this ugly face
ugly personality
this ugly body
that makes everyone go away

I want to love myself
but i hate myself

i want to die die die
no i just want to be perfect

I want what she has
i know i never will

what do you see in her
that you cant find in me

you like because
you love despite

and you say you love me
but never despite

you like her because
she is all this and that
i cant be any of those and im sorry

why cant you just love me

well i do hate myself
a lot
so who doesnt give you the right
to hate me too?


its hard to stay sober
from self-hate

its the strongest drug
i’ll ever take

hooked on its bitter taste
hanging by its threads

tangled in its promises
that nothing will be good

for me atleast.

End.

The fire was black, today.
Ignited with the blood
of a man
who's someone else.
After it died
the coals danced purple
and snickered into
the nothingness.

Wind blew pears off
a tree
causing them to
fall sporadically
atop a shed's metal roof;
acting as the
night's percussion instruments.
The man pondered
the fragility of human life
and of applesauce.

A poem by my grandmother

Oh, I am so lonely for someone,
Who will love me and who will be true,
Whose tender caresses and kisses
Will change my dull skies to gay hue!
Someone who'll set my heart Singing
A song that is merry and gay;
Someone who'll tell Love's old Story -
Oh, someone, please come some day!

For me there's no sun in the heavens,
Though for others it brightly beams;
There's no twinkling star in the night time,
To guide me to sweet Land O' Dreams
If someone will tell me he loves me,
My sadness will quickly depart.
Oh, Someone; Please come to me
Someday, and bring joy to my lonely heart.

• • •

You don't need someone to admire your Galaxy with all the stars and comets.

You need someone who will find the beauty in every black hole and super nova you created. You need someone who loves you in your darkest