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
I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…
You’re bleeding down my legs, Tangling me up in your fingers. I want to run my nails down your b… And sigh in your ear.
I cried out to God, And There was silence.
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
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 wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,