Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give
I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that
Then he said, “I never said I was… Then I said, “I never asked you t… Then we kissed.
I’m so broken, And the glass stings were my façad… There’s nothing left to do. There’s nothing left to say. There’s no air left for me to brea…
You’re horrible, And I hate you. But this is me. I’m the only person That I can’t escape.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
That’s why she died– Because she never let anyone hold… She didn’t trust herself. She didn’t let anyone love her Or touch her
I cried out to God, And There was silence.
I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.
Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?
