eating away at my chest
deeper and more intense
I can't breathe
I can't see
someone please stop this anxiety,
choking on my own spit
sitting in my own tears
words won't come out of my mouth
stop this , god please.

And when I need you most,
You’re not here.
You are a ghost,
A phantom,
A wraith,
You are merely a feigned presence of existence.

all these words that
I have left unsaid,
will forever haunt me dead.

I may not be able to save the whole world, but I hope that my words can one day save someone’s world.

He loves me, he loves me not
We're meant to be, or so I thought
My heart is broken, the pain is real
I long for peace, from all I feel

I fake a smile, so no one knows
I mimic strength, lest weakness shows
I refuse surrender, I stand and fight
I must succeed, and so I write

The ink it flows, pours from my pen
It heals my heart, and I can breathe again

Minutes into hours, hours into days
The love I held so tightly, starts to fade away
The pain begins to lessen, the tears no longer fall
Seemed misery was forever but it's not that way at all

Those nights you haunt my dreams
Are now few and far between
When memories overtake me, I know I'll be alright
I know now what to do....and so I write

The ink it flows, pours from my pen
It heals my heart and I can breathe again
Yes, I can breathe again.

I am a cactus in the dead of winter
A lemon tree in Washington State
An existence fragile as parchment paper
Falling into the seat two seconds late

Just a millimeter above the water
A degree above the freeze
Pretty words
On ugly paper
That no one ever reads