As I stare at the face in the mirror I think
It would look good through the window
of a casket

where time and decay can touch it
away from peering eyes

when all the thoughts are

              what she could have been

                                            what she was

and not

                                                               what she failed to be


So many have sealed their fates as legends
by dying
young

Like fireworks
that fly high and burst
as the crowd ooohs and ahhhs


I don't want to be the stars
hung forever
burning

burning
until everyone forgets their beauty

for in a crowd of white dwarfs
so few become supernovas
and there is always the risk
of becoming
a self-destructive
drag others down with you

black hole.

They found her attractive.
A young woman who enjoyed life to the full.
She was fun to be around.

Then they found her more withdrawn.
Something had happened.
But she wouldn't say what it was.

And then they found her.
Alone on the sofa.
With the TV still on.

Three years after she'd died.

My uncle killed himself and the only kind of suicide note he left was a grocery list.

I want to rip out my heart
So it can never feel you again
I want to **** out my brain
So thoughts of you are gone
I want to pluck out my eyes
So they won't ever gaze in yours
I want to cut off my arms
So they don't remember you inside them
I want to remove my legs
So they can never ever wrap around you
Till all that's left is a ****** rotten corpse
         Because if I have no feeling left,
          Ill never feel anything at all.

We were wrestling in your bed
And I grabbed your leg—
Seven others wrapped around me.

Your fingers wrapped up in mine,
My heart wrapped up in yours.
Still trying to define
Where to put that line.
Laughing at each other,
Laughing at ourselves.
Caring for each other
Like nobody else;
This might be love,
But I can't tell.
Is love a choice?
--Yes, I think so.
So do I choose
To take the leap
And love you now?
I still don't know.