The truth lies on the ground like broken pieces of glass. It cuts deeply into the feet of those who walk on it. Reality does not bend to our will or let us reshape it to our liking, it simply is and we must accept that we have to live in it. Emotions are complicated and turbulent like a storm at sea, they can toss you around one moment and you can find a calm patch the next where you will forget the turmoil that you just went through. All of us put on a different face that the one we truly have inside of ourselves. It is the rare soul that will be brave enough to show their truest self for all of the world to see.

You are a cat scratch on sunburn,

A turnt backwards fingernail from the carpet you ripped up
"When You Said No But All He Heard Was Yes",

You are a nightmare of which no one can wake up from,

You are a door slammed finger,

An open heart surgery,

No anesthetic,

A person struggling for air while they are forced head down under water,

Drowning,

FISH DO NOT DROWN!
THEY ONLY DROWN IF THERE IS NO OXYGEN IN THE WATER,
AND YOU,
ARE LEAVING ME WITHOUT ANY AIR TO BREATHE,

I AM SUFFOCATING IN MY OWN CONCOCTION THAT I MADE UP

AND I CANT GET MAD AT YOU BECAUSE I AM THE ONE THAT HIT ON YOU FIRST!

Hit On You
Not Hit
Hit Me

you're a nat flying into an eye and making it tear up

but you arnt crying?,
it's not tears of sadness,
tears because you just simply want it to be over

and once you do get the nat out, it still stings, still hurts

and at this point, you just gotta wait it out

why do i always feel
like my chest is caving in
i stopped breathing a long time ago
every exhale leaves me empty
every inhale collects dust
the base of my spine cracks
like the spines of old books
and like old books i too am heavy
i too am quite a burden upon your bones
but please please i swear
my chapter titles are written
in gold calligraphy