three years
three **** years
I've been in love.
Every time I look into you're eyes.
that are one deep shade of brown- like that chocolate you gave me.
and the ones that will never love mine back.

in the darkness of my room, the shadows on my walls,
lights my inner demon to shout its call.
its call so loud, i jolt awake, and pray i'll have only a small beating to take.
for those demons calling for me in the night,
keep me up until the light,
so when I leave, don't pray for me,
thank my demons, for letting me sleep.

ya know what annoys me? people.
not anybody in specific, but people.
I hate celebrities that changed because of the fame
I hate people that are self centered
I hate it when people that romanticize mental illness
I hate it when orange people get elected as a president.

I write these words knowing that i'll just erase them, they either don't rhyme or I can't make sense of them. I don't know how to put my feelings into words, that's why I stay in the unknown. I have dreams and wishes, passions and imperfections, a plan A but not a plan B, I don't know what my friends see in me.

Vision is blurred, the world spinning, my conscience thinning, help me please.
I can't think straight, why today? what did I do?
stomach weak, can't sleep. Why do I deserve this hell? can't you tell, I'm not doing well.
Headache, please leave, i'm weak.

Waking up with aching bones
my words caught up in my throat
hiding behind my lungs.
but the day has only begun
i'm tired of this
let me be gone,
please.

If you're a dreamer
going without sleep
thinking of bigger things  
whats holding you back?
if it's anxiety
maybe you're age
maybe people you know
an illness?
it doesn't matter
go live your dream.
if you want it bad enough you can do it.