With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank 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.
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
I’m a good girl in the worst ways Most days. Some days, I’m a bad girl in all the best way… I’m pretty good,
It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
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
In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
I live inside my head Where soft flurries spin, And there’s a rise of warm water b… I live inside my head Where spikes stick out
I wish I wish I wish I could swim in oblivion. Have a tummy full of pills.
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
