I’m surrounded by white noise. All I can comprehend Starts with knifes for girls And ends in flowers for boys. Elders overtly condescend The slightest error, I single number ends The brightest of lives Snuffed our in terror.
With a Rose quartz around your neck You’d figure Shakespeare had named you.
Depression is a heavy obstacle, One that I can not save. Could I provide a monocle, Examine the stone. It fades when exposed To too much light. You’re meant to be brave, You’re never quite alone. You’re time is not apropos.
Stubborn and cross, Gross, and seldom lost. Thank you for holding my hand, On New Years. I guess it meant a lot to me.
You’re writings have been an inspiration, Much so that I feel like I won’t have a dream of my own. I would follow yours to the end of the earth though, Because much like you I I am awfully beautiful, Stubborn, and cross Gross, and mostly lost.
I’m afraid that I do this all the time. I’m worried i’m Infatuated with another person. But they always have potential to mean so much to me, and I don’t know if that’s wrong or not.
In my roommates blue light. I’ve got a heart In the the terrible sky’s night. You can’t say what you are When we don’t feel alright. Retrospective, Introspective, Classless every single Absence of light
Sensitive words Chilling into snow. You only come forward Thanks to the cold. Bereft of frozen breath When wanting to say hello. Acceptance of death As a mean to an end. You frost into me, As a quick sense of pain, But then you leave, An imaginative of the brain.
I’ve seen you as celestial, This we’ve all already known, I've held on for so long, It'd be a disaster to see you go.
I know that I've been wrong I hope you don't hate me I was trying to help you all along I hope you don't hate me I pushed myself away I hope you don't hate You pushed me and told me to stay. I hope you don't hate me I have to move on I hope you don't hate me Because I loved you.