Suffocation.
What are we doing to ourselves? This is stupid This is young This is This is This Why do we feel this way? Stop this crazy thing Stop this mess Stop this Just…
What are we doing to ourselves? This is stupid This is young This is This is This Why do we feel this way? Stop this crazy thing Stop this mess Stop this Just…
And now for something... completely true for a change. I have a problem. It’s a genetic one (I think) and I’ve crawled all over the internet for a solution…
*This time was different.* I don’t really know why, but it was. Oh yes, I saw the end coming. Saw it from the very start. I never let myself get too caught up…
I absolutely hate what you did to me. And the more I think about it, the more it downright infuriates me. What did you think you were doing? How did you…
I wonder if you know that you helped to break my soul. I’m sure you didn’t mean to, or maybe you did. I’ll never know. All that’s for sure is that I’m not…
Indifferent. Why am I indifferent? This touch This taste This smell should all mean so much could all mean so much if it wouldn’t hurt me so much. Fight Thrive…
Your eyes. You know how I melt in your eyes. They’re lies, they hypnotize, disguise. I despise your eyes. They look They stare without a care, everywhere. Do I…
Looking at myself in the mirror Is like looking at someone I know nothing about. But her mouth twitches Just like mine. Her hair curls Just like mine. Her…
Think deep and outreach intrusive thoughts Sink them swirling you ponder hard I can’t read your juicy fruity mind So is it ever in my regard? You’re a pretty…
We lay somewhere between asleep and awake stories filling the space -- your childhood recalled relived in memories sharp as snapshots in 2 A.M. fits of…
There is only one way to catch the wind: stand still and stay there, wait for her to come for she surely will, though she is a temperamental lover -- all…
I am a summer shower To warm to refresh A blooming flower Too young to digress I am a superman And a cancer patient I am B movie rating And A-list sensation I…
“Hey, sad earthling!” said Tristan, the weirdo that sits next to me. I look over at him and reply sweetly, “What the heck do ya want?!” His dumb smirk was…
Here’s some news! I refuse to be used I choose careful clues A foot print pair of terrible hooves I stare stoned and lose Bare boned with barely Bearable blues…
If I’m an I and you’re an I, and we all think the same- if it’s an I for an I or an Eye for an Eye, then aren’t I to blame?
Indecisive Mean Pushover Tough Fair Affectionate Mother Cold Uncomfortable Lazy Passionate Overworked Loving Wife Stand-offish Uncaring Unreachable Nostalgic…
If you really knew me you’d know that I’m pathetically full of anxiety. Sometimes it helps me perform well, other times I can’t think of anything other than…
Where does one begin when attempting to explain yourself to others? Well, I was always a shy child. I still am in many ways. I seem to constantly have the fear…
Or maybe i’m looking in the wrong places to be excited, still. What do you say to the person who fears the absence of life in their life? Shakespeare gladly…
Or, maybe past is a exponential term. What if every time we grieve, we grieve not only for that moment, but carrying every other moment we’ve grieved before…