When I rested
my head
on your
shoulder
I should've
told you
how much
you mean
to me,
I don't want
you to be
just
another girl
who got
away.

You let me
sleep
by your side
last
winter so I'd
stay
warm from the
cold,
and even though
you
snored in your
sleep
I dreamed sweet
dreams
of you and
me.

Even though
Grandma
didn't know
exactly
what to
say
to me,
she
said the
only
phrase that
matters,

"I love
you."

It's hard to talk to you
when I don't know if
you're really
there.
I don't mind being your
friend,
but I can't move forward
if I don't see you
we only need to meet
every once in a while
maybe for a walk in the park
or over a cup of coffee.
If I can see you
face to face
that's all I
need.

I will
write
a personal
statement
defending your
testimony,
because I
won't
let bad
people
lie about
you.

I can't feel
happy
all of the
time,
but I can
focus
on being positive
for
as long as
possible.

I cried the
day
that you left
town,
and I didn’t
stop
until you came
home.

Don't forget to
send
me a postcard
from California;

because I need
you
to remind me
that one friend

out there
still wants
to keep in
touch.

Whenever a writer messes up
they try to make it seem on purpose.
Don't believe them. Writers are human beings
like you and I. We make plenty of mistakes.

I only have enough
milk
for one bowl of
cereal,
it's not much, but
I'm
happy with what I've
got.

I wanted to
fall
in love with
you,
but now that
you're
gone I never
will.

I'm the scarecrow
standing
still beside the
field
shooing away all
those
birds flying past
me,

for my heart
was
replaced with straw,

and
now I cannot
receive
my beloved crows
anymore.

We went on an
adventure
to a new local
restaurant,

we both weren't
craving
the menu,
except for slices of
cheesecake,

we didn't order dinner,
but
it's still a sweet
escape.

See heaven
isn't a place
above the clouds,
it's the love
we share with
each other
that's heaven.

I'm afraid to
make
the first move
with
a girl I
like
because I don't
want
this new possible
relationship
to turn out
poor
like the other
ones.

we speak to each
other
without saying a single
word.

The next time a
tornado
blows past our house
I'm
taking you with me
into
the bathroom to stay
safe
from the giant swirling
vortex;

we won't get swept
away.

I can’t help
you
if you’re not
willing
to help yourself
first.

I’ll wait for
him
while he's in
rehab,
however long it
takes
for him to
become
a sober man
again.

I like you,
but I don't want to fall in love.
It's been a long summer.
I need some rest.
You're beautiful around the eyes,
but you deserve something more.
I need to get going
the rest of my life is up ahead.
Don't take this personally
you'll find somebody soon.
I'm just a  wandering vagabond
traveling down the road to nowhere,
we'll always have the summer of '18.
Goodbye.

My Mom
got in bed
with my Dad
and told him
to move over,
but he didn't
budge,
so she said,
"You're not
making room
for Aaron."
My Dad replied,
"You just named
him."
That's how I
was named.

Anne's spirit now sits
upon
a dark cloud looking
down
bidding us a fond
farewell
her children of the
night.

Even though
you left
me behind,
I still,
want to
love you.

I had
to leave
my house
last night
because of
the yelling.
I called
a friend,
he came
and picked
me up,
I slept
over at
his place.
We talked,
made cocoa,
and watched
a movie.
I fell
asleep in
the living
room on
top of
the futon.
The darkness
covered me
and I
slept in
peace under
the fake
plastic stars
attached to
the ceiling.
I woke
up this
morning with
one question
on my
mind, "Why
can't every
night end
like that?"

She's driving
me
into a
neurosis
because I
can't
get this
girl
off my
mind.

Little did I
know
I was having
the
time of my
life.

I only liked
Amber
because she looked
pretty,
I was so
shallow
that I couldn't
see
who she is
underneath
all of her
make-up.

On the walk
home
I called your
phone
at least ten
times,
but you didn't
pick-up;

I needed to
know
if you were
okay.

I showed
you
my vulnerable
side,
and I'm
scared
of what
you
think of
me.

He raised me
up
like I was
one
of his own
sons,
that's why I
call
him my Papa
Jack.

Do you ever wake up,
Curl up into a ball,
Clench tightly at your pillow,
Hoping for a better day?

Today I went
shopping
at the make-up
counter
all alone so
nerve-racking.

The landlord is
raising
my rent yet
again,

but as a
result
I'm gladly moving
out
of this place,
because

lately my apartment
has
felt like an
old
tomb instead of
home.

I walked down the
street
and bought you some
medicine
to help ease your
toothache,
because I can't stand
idly
by while you're in
pain.

Today at
work,
I accomplished
more
then what
they
expected of
me ;

I'm glad
to
go above
and
beyond my
responsibilities.

I'm gonna take
Ash
on a car
ride
so that he
can
get out the
house
for a little
while.

I became a poet
only because
I've given up
being anything else,
I'm fat, broke, and
lonely.
What else can I do, but
jot down a few words
now and again.
Praying to see brighter days
sooner rather than later.

If I
don't
see you
again
let's meet
on
the other
side
of Heaven's
door.

Sometimes I wish my life,
Were a film playing ,
90 minutes long with,
Beginning, middle, and
End,
Things would make sense,
I would fall in love,
I'd beat the bad guy,
Happily ever after,
Right?

Do you remember
the night
I ran into
your room
because
I was scared of
the dark?
We slept
with our backs
to each other,
but I knew
that you
watched over
me

I went with a girl
to see a movie
and as fantastic beasts
danced across the screen,
I put my arm around her shoulder
that was a mistake,
she didn't like me in that way,
and as I dropped my arm
it was over.
I said I was sorry,
she said it was ok,
but I knew it wasn't.
I was ******* myself
and I gave up trying
for a long time.
Looking back,
I see it's just a tiny mistake
in the grand scheme called, "My life."
If I have to take a chance on anything,
then it better be for
love.

I saw that you
read
the message I sent
and now I'm hoping
you couldn't
answer me back
because
you got held up
with something else
not ignoring me
instead.

Someday I want to die.
Not as a suicide, but
when I'm old and weak.
Letting the world slip
from my fingertips,
as I breathe a sigh of relief;
finally at peace.
That's what I call
the American dream.
A nice quiet death.

After the horror
show
I messaged you
because
after those scary
visuals,
I needed someone
to
be with me
while
my anxiety faded
away,

and as we
conversed
your presence reassured
me
there’s nothing to
fear.

I told my
Grandma,
"All happiness is
fleeting."
she replied saying,
"So
is all unhappiness
too."
She's never seemed
wiser.

I only talked to
you
when I needed a
friend,
and now I'm so
sorry
for using you like
that.

I reapplied
to
college again
because
I'm still
preparing
for my
future,

and it's
exciting!

Sweet release,
I've hit rock bottom
and have nowhere to go,
but up!
Such freedom comes to
those who aren't afraid
to fail.
Now true success may
find me.

She felt like home.
A warm place with
no panic, terror, or
fear. That I could
escape to when things
turned sour and my
blood ran cold. Only
she was my home.

People don't save me,
I help myself.
Sleeping well at night
is a habit of kicking out people
who hold you down
and keeping the ones
who don't.
That simple.