Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
Dignity is death.
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees
Splattered you All over my body And flecks of skin Inside every crevice. I can’t get rid of you
There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember
I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,
A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.
