I am going to hell
I am certainly aware
Maybe I'll send you a postcard,
When I end up there

I seem to be at a loss
Of cloudless skies
Of rain soaked goodbyes
Of water on skin
Of the person within
Of hearts tickled pink
Of snow on eyelashes that blink
Of feeling blue
Oh, and a loss of dear words
I'm at a loss for those too

We can cry
We can hurt
We can craze
But that's fine
That's okay
Our grades matter more
Then our tears anyways

I remember
The first time
When I was ten
I learned about
Depression
Anxiety
Self harm
Anorexia
Suicide
I remember
Thinking
Why would
Anyone do this
To themselves
It's so
Dumb
And three years
Later
I am
In the shower
Contemplating
My
Life

A glass girl
With a clock in her hand
A bomb ticking in her stomach
And they called her bland

One day she will go off
With a bang and a crash
And barrel through lives
And watch us all thrash

Now there
Do not cry
Go back to sleep
Lions do not wail
Over the opinions of sheep

People loved her lies
She said that she was fine
They accepted it that way
She wanted them to look her in the eyes
And ask if she was actually okay
Maybe if some one had done that
She would still be here today

Silver plattered chances
A way to start out new
Sweeping ballroom dances
Are all just as impossible as you

Apologies for the interuption of your scrolling
But I must inform you of old news
For some reason you have forgotten it
And I am not at all amused
I need to tell you that your beautiful
In a devastating, broken way
The peculiar kind of beautiful
That makes night explode into day

I have fallen for rhyme
Every word
Every verse
I gladly give away my mind
And welcom in its curse

Ball and chains
Twisting like snakes
The water is deep
He knew the stakes
Plummeting farther
He starts to drown
Into watery hell
He is impelled down

Salt in eyes
Life swims near
The water, dark and earnest
Airless intentions clear
The sea swallows him
Weights and all
Cold fingers drag
Death fall

My kingdoms catch fire
Much to my delight
For shadows are common and leering
On these cold and heartless nights

My mind is an awfully large place
Though its all crammed up
Sorry, there's no more rental space
You see....
Dreams are so mashed up in the drawers
Stashed in battered stacks beneath the floors
Pouring through wooden slats in the doors
Also....
Inspiration never stops pouring in
Even though I keep stuffing it into every jar and tin
On containers I am starting to run quite thin
Maybe....
I could store you away with all the other me's
All of the future people that I might be
But you'll be trampled eventually
But....
I will never store you by the right edge
For that is a very treacherous and sly ledge
And there, darkness does hedge
So....
You see now that there is no more room
But that's just for today
So come back soon

She was a wonderful girl
All the writers wrote
She was a wonderful girl
Until she slit her throat

I can't remember who I was
Five impossible seconds ago

I woke up late
And dropped a contact down the drain
I walked to school dry
Until it started to rain
My lunch had expired
And a bully had her fun
I was horribly tired
Then I walked home
This time I cried
But on the path near my house
I wiped my tears and grinned
Because even though right now
Everything may not be okay
Tomorrow I am getting
A lovely new day

He was the biggest shark in the ocean
He was the fastest fish in the swell
But then his eyes were opened
And he was just the greatest frog
In a very small well

Once upon a time
A girl and her demons
Fell in love

It didn't end well

Once upon a time
An flawless little child
Played with fire and blades

She's not so perfect anymore

Once upon a time
That innocent angel
Collapsed in defeat

Her devil knelt down and smiled

You ask me what's wrong
Is your sight that confined?

I gave you bread crumbs
You didn't seek so you didn't find

Even my 'fat' 'dumb' friend
Could tell that I'm not 'fine'

Just take a look at my wrists
Have you gone that blind?

I actually physically told you
That I am not in my mind

I am your daughter
I thought our brains were intertwined

So ask me again what's wrong
Go ahead. Ask.
You can't be surprised when I tell you
I made the answer an easy task

Her hair unbrushed
Her walk so rushed
Her words crash
Her decisions rash
She is not game
For the boys find her insane
Ugly madness is her code
For if she was not shrouded by craze
One look and every boy would explode

"It's just five minutes,"
The little girl said
In just five minutes
She could be dead
In just five minutes
A war could start
In just five minutes
You could break your heart
"It's just five minutes,"
My little sister did moan
But in just five minutes
I'd be all alone

I seem to be allergic to sleep
Wolves have slain my sheep

Can you hear me cry
Can you see my dreams all die
From where your standing
On the Leaving Landing