I can only think of
Things to come.

And soon, my head pounds,
My hands shake, I talk faster
My voice shakes I can't
think i dont know what
todo howtofix it
idontknowanythingand...

I can feel it all.
In the left side of my brain,
A dull ache sounds,
A ringing and a buzzing.

Please end this.
Now.

"A new person.
And she used to be
Me.

But...
Her hair is shorter..."


I've always wanted to be different.
I got sick of being compared to
Other girls that all acted and looked the same.

I CRAVED being different.
I craved being the weird one.
I craved doing something unexpected.

Because the world needs a splash of color.

And with that splash,
A ripple effect will come.


It's been my dream to influence others to be themselves,
To be different.

And this is my chance.
At least...

*For now.

The stars in the sky will melt for you.
All because your midnight fire burns
For those who are cold.
The pain you feel was never yours.
You never learned to
Ignite it.

Your flame, your fire
Rips out my heart.
And leaves me numb.
And leaves me dead.

All of this, every last droplet of
Brine that fell from your darkened skies
Tore through your colors.
And this God left forbidden
Smiles on you, darling.
Just like mine.

The numb, The grey
Consumes my mind.
And cuts through sense.
And cuts through hearts.

A thousand ways I wish I could cry,
But I could never accomplish
The shadows and ghosts
My past bombarded me with
Shortened the time I
Wish I had.

This Midnight Fire
Melts me down, scars
My skin. Leaving
Ash in the wind.

I know its bothering you still.
No reason why it wouldn't.
The elephant in the room.
I worry constantly,
And I wonder how you're doing,
But I don't want to pry.

But if it ever comes to mind,
You can talk to me.
Maybe it'll help.
And maybe I can be a shoulder to cry on
For once.

You can trust me
With anything.

I want to be able
To say something small.
Ten words or less.
That means the world to you.
That pulls on your heartstrings
Like a harp and plays a melody.
That forces you to go through
Every drawer and dusty file cabinet
In your mind to say something back.

But when the day comes that I do say something,
You don't have to say anything.

I wish I had a voice
That could enchant
Every pair of ears
That ever heard me.

I would sing forever.