I feared so dearly that you'd be gone someday. That day came and went.
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.
My eyes stayed the same size, Throughout my childhood, As eyes tend to do. But placed on this aging face, They appear smaller.
“Drunk words, sober thoughts.” So when I was serving you that ni… You had been watching me. Your wife and daughter, sat next t… Shot after shot, you had everyone,…
I can hardly process the fact that… In her life? It’s almost an unfathomable though… I forget, so simply, that we are c… That when I hold her hand, she ca…
Drunk Done up A bow in my hair We hugged I fought
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,
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.
You used to tell me to stop, When I would apologise too much, For things I shouldn’t have to. I did anyway. You used to make me tired.
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.
The indescribable joy I feel, He says body is something of beaut… How loved I felt, how worthy of i… He told me he couldn’t stop starin… My figure, my movements, myself.
As gross as it is to admit it, I can feel the beads of sweat form… It’s 30 degrees outside, I’m in t… Surrounded by cardboard boxes. Filled with memories,
I want, What I want, What you can’t accept. You want, What you want,
Spend a year, Living out of a cardboard box. Washing yourself in your own spit, Not purchasing a single piece of s… Because you’re helping,
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 ...
