Every night without fail, Before letting myself drift off to… I line up my stuffed animals, All of them tucked under the cover… Surrounded, crowded, loved.

I work better as a concept. I want you to be able to touch me, But my skin turns to a butterflies… The moment you lay your eyes on me… The second you walk through the do…

Chills run down my neck. The crisp night air, Solitude within thousands of stars… You cross my mind, I scream at myself for caring.

I feel sick to my skin, Simply thinking of your beautiful… Reducing to bones.

And though my eyes are almost shut… I’ll let them stay heavy for a whi… If I fall asleep now, Tonight will turn from reality to… And while they’re wasn’t anything,

It’s a challenging thing, trying to accept that you actually have some value as a human being. That someone, somewhere has to care about you in some capacity, when all you’ve ever been ...

I am writing this on the bathroom… This is less of a poem, more a col… It’s funny to think that my body i… Well, it’ll be funnier if I survi… For me it’s a staple in life.

Months pass, and I can’t keep mys… I no longer long for you, nor need… I don’t fear being alone, but I f… My mind plays games I am unaware…