Roses are red
Violets  are blue
Just saying that
Your special to.

"D-d-don't look at my stretch marks like that-"
"Beauty marks, darling. They're called beauty marks", he smiled while tracing my insecurities away

Spiraling
                down
                          a pit
                                  of anxiety.

                     When suddenly


                          A

                          f

    ­                      r

                          e

           ­               e

                          f

                  ­        a

                          l

                         ­ l

                    headfirst
                    short
                    sharp
            ­        burst.

                          And then

P     r     o     c     r   a    s    tination
spilled         un   e   ve       nly

           on a tiled bathroom floor.

I only conjure sweet words
When the world is
Hushed and indistinct
I ponder if I am a creature of the night

But I am simply restless
And these words are mere distractions
From all of the pain I'm feeling
Another wall I've painted eloquently

To convince myself
This isolated, sunless world
Is more enchanting
Than anything reality
Could ever grant me.

Grow up, they said
but even as I did
I lost some child like wonder

Now. All I could ever want
Is to grow back down.