mother had no time for me, so she gave me away*
******* me up, now no one will stay

Word go around
so easy to say
actions have been found
to surely display
who we are inside.
after a while
no way to hide

because sorry can be said
but actions can always be read

as easy as sorry is to say,
soon it will be just as easy to walk away

Wholeheartly loving someone who only gives partially....
is the worst ******* pain.

If I could go anywhere in the world
I would go back in time to a little girl,
to myself, at 8 years old,
and make the world seem a little less cold.
I would tell her not to cry
keep her chin up and keep her eyes dry.
I would tell her to love her mother
for she loves you like no other
After this I would travel on
to 14 year old me, thought she was gone.
I would tell her, please don't use the blade
for those scars you make, they will not fade.
Please just go and ask for help
i'd scream at her but she wouldn't yelp
for she thought that this would help her then
couldn't see a future where she'd smile again
next i'd go and visit mom
i'd sit with her and keep her calm
Tell her about the pain i hid
I know she really loved her kid
she didn't see how much i hurt
all she saw were angry spurts
now i'm filled with much regret
wish i could just forget
but adversely we can't go back
as much as i wanted that
moving forward, it will not stop
we just keep on going until we drop
i try to think now what would i say
if future me, came to me today
what would she tell me?
what does she know?
i guess that i will see
when i get there, you know?

As much as you can put the past behind you,
she will not be forgotten.
For, when you least expect
She'll bite ya in the ***.

i wish, someone would notice,
that the depression came back
long ago

A flash flood warning is enabled from now until forver,
for a poets thoughts are held behind a waning dam,
and emotions may spill out and overflow at anytime
pulling any(and every)one into a current of ink.
sirens of "I tried to let you let know" blare in the distance
but you never know until you're too close, and too late.

First March madness,
next April sadness,
then May gladness
and Junes spectacular grandness

..in hopes that my words may find a better home,
than the darkness of my mind..

something deeper then a soul mate,
because while a soulmate kindles your inner fire
a twin flame parallels the heat of your soul
a soulmate works to keep your heart
while a twin flame already holds the other half
soulmates are all around you, in friend and love
but a twin flame
comes only once

home at 2 a.m., falling over the fence
god, sometimes I'm ******* dense
forgetting to lock the back door
stumble downstairs, clothes on the floor
respond to a text, not sure what I said
black out, or maybe i'm dead
4 hours later, an alarm wakes me
taste of ***** in my mouth,get up to ***
strip down, need a shower
god, i have school in an hour
fade in and out, still not here
living trying to escape a fear*
"Who the hell have I become?''

have you ever walked down a hallway,
every one of your flaws exposed,
twisted and distorted screaming for your attention
your insecurities protruding out of your side
the skin you wear bent and bruised
the worst moment is the realization
its 3 a.m.
and you're staring at the bathroom mirror

if you pause for a moment
to look around
really, really look
and truly see
all the beauty
in the chaos
then suddenly
you may catch a glimpse
a slight twinge
in your soul
whispering how
absolutely necessary
your existence is
to the universe
the fabric that knits you together
flows through
each and every
spirit that passes
every single day

its frightening to love so much it hurts,
as if your heart is throwing a warning
DANGER:PROCEED WITH CAUTION
but with that pain comes so much more
so you overlook the danger and jump right in
hoping you land just right, into waves inviting
because you see too many lost
hit the rocks, the shallows or taken under
adrenaline overwhelms you though, pushing you over
all of a sudden you're flying
and in that moment
you don't to stop to think
*what if we don't make it?