Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.

I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.

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

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

The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,

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,

Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt

Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…

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…

She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,

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

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

Dignity is death.

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

Splattered you All over my body And flecks of skin Inside every crevice. I can’t get rid of you