the worse it gets each time
the less i care
the less love that i feel
if there was any to exist
the worse it gets each time
i need a painless way
i need to escape

What's worse,
Expecting me just to cheat
Or
Seeing you don't believe in me?

I've made a few mistakes but I'm only human..
Why stay when you only expect the worse?
Does this make you happy??
If not then just leave
Because your hurting more than just me.
Expecting the worse won't ever get us to where we need..
So why sit here and play make believe?

tasting you takes me back
to times when I was younger
not for the worse
but for the better
and your smile shows me the future
light at the end of the tunnel
getting brighter
coming closer

Escape,
Into the peace;
Calmness,
I wish I had.

Lost control,
My mind betrays me,
Wonders off sore;
Sharp blades,
They approach me.

Though I do not want,
What I have lost;
The absence of pain;
I want to feel.

The kiss of a blade,
One that can heal,
So the pain,
*Shall fade.

Good cop
Bad cop

Life in prison
Death sentence

Cigarettes
****

Meat
Vegetables

School System
Self study

I don't know what's worse;

The nightmares I dream or
The nightmares I live

K R W

I quite missed you today, you know.
For each time in my life,
Today felt like the hardest part,
Where missing you is the worse,
Worse than the time where you left me.
I, sometimes when blinking my eyes,
Or looking at every direction just to clear my mind
Because sometimes I think,
What if maybe my heart is tired too?
Flipping the pages of the memories,
And tried to stay hard and strong for every picture,
That I remembered,
That already drawn permanently inside my brain.
It just, I want to say I missed you
And today is the worse.
And I might say the same thing for tomorrow
That every day, it was becoming harder and harder
To breathe without feeling chocked
To blink without a tear peeking in the corner of my eyes
To be able to say that I need the half of me,
One day, after the distance and storms aren’t exist anymore.

Just, Why?
I over analyze simple things, hoping for a better or worse outcome…
I look for answers, where there are none.
    Question;
If the universe in infinite, why do we find so many things… A great discovery?
When we haven’t even scratched the surface!
    Maybe…
I’m on the wrong side of the universe.
So, when will others learn that up isn’t up and down isn’t down?
     My mind is so vast.
But I am young, to an untrained eye.
I’m a writer, artist, and a poet…
I have lived and died so many times.
I’m a kid.
But I feel as if I’ve lived for thousands of years-

                                                                 So many lives!

So you want to use me?
So you want to see where is the edge?
Your aim isn't to light gas on fire so
much as find the flashpoint
definitively so when you come back
you'll be in that safety zone, the
one where you retain full control
over each crease and fold
But each moment to unwind
my eyes roll up, tune out, my
memories display corporeal
because it's my distinct disorder
I live in fear of the guilt
my only reprieve found in glass
containing first liquid and plant
consumed into ash and emptiness
that grants me passage to escape
to pen and paper may in the
end, only leave me mindful

I'm not the money tree grown
on the coastal
cliffside, nor the home
you've been dreaming up
worlds away from here
-- Gone
When I know I am
-- Gone
Worlds away from here
-- Gone
What will I do
-- With my new papers
With so much freedom?
Free from shackles and
collar

I wasn't born for you,
born from you