I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling
It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to
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
So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is
I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me
Dignity is death.
Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…
Splattered you All over my body And flecks of skin Inside every crevice. I can’t get rid of you
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
