Should I hang in there
For just one more day?

I hold him close
But I can’t heal him
Can’t erase his memories
Of the past
It’s a bandaid
On a gun shot

They tell me that
I don’t need someone
To fix myself

They are wrong
For until I find you
I am still only

Half
Of
A
Person

It was not fun having a close friend named inferiority and an acquaintance called depression.

How lucky I am
To have someone
Who makes
Saying goodbye
So hard

You see what you want to see
But we both know
I'm not who you want me to be

I am
S
I
N
K
I
N
G

Water gushing
Around me

As bubbles
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                 A
           C
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E

And the noise
Is finally

D  R  O  W  N E D

O U T

I let out a sigh of relief
A little dizzy from holding my breath
Breathing sure is a chore around you!

Have you ever been seated in class and just wondered what if?
What if I just stood up and walked out
What if I threw my desk
What if I shouted and interrupted the teacher
Would it be worth it to just scream?
Alas, we know the answer to this question
We’d be sent down to the office
We’d be yelled at and punished
And so,
We stay seated.

When I met you
It felt as if all of time
S
T
O
P
P
E
D
Except for my heart
Which seemed to
Be speeding up

My sadness does not
Make me empty.
Not even close

It fills me to the brim
With fiery anger
And painful frustration

From the fact that
I am the only one
Left in recluse

And nobody will take the time
To bother to tell me why

So no I’m not empty,
Far from it
I am determined
And I am bitter

One day you will recognize me
And until then

I don’t have the time to be empty

Sometimes the masks we wear
Aren’t the ones on our faces
But the ones on our heart

Lucky for me
He always had the habit
Of working his way in

Sometimes it doesn’t matter
What you know
For what you feel
Seems to take over

The soft press of his lips to mine
Hands cradle my face as if he’s afraid
He’ll break me
And though I try not to be
I’m afraid too

He couldn't move.
His body wouldn't let him.
He couldn't focus on anything
But her and the color red.

Why did you have to let go
As if you were the only one holding on?
Now I'm grasping at your fingertips
Trying to keep us both afloat

When winter ends
And this icy heart
Of mine thaws
When the snow
Clears away
Will I find you waiting
Buried in ice
Watching for
The first breath
Of spring?

"I just want the pain to end.
And if ending my life
Will make it go away
Then it's for the best."

"I'll make it stop!
I'll make it stop!
Please
Don't do this..."

It was my birthday the other day
I don't feel any different
I guess I expected to feel older
More mature
Put together
Whole
But god d * mmit
I'm as f * cked up as I was the day before

And it came to me
That this was all my fault
You falling in love with me
Caused a butterfly affect
That we could no longer
Keep in control
Is this somebody's
Sick twisted idea
Of a game?

I loved my books
And I loved nature
And of course
I loved no one
Not even myself
And it’s a pity
That I can’t
Seem to stop
Myself from
Loving you

She wanted to stop you from hurting yourself like that,
But when she saw that fierce, oh-so-terribly
Valiant look in you piercing eyes,
All she could do was stand and stare

I asked you to stay for me
But we both know
I'm not much to stay for

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I can't help her
I can't stop it

I'm so ******* useless
While she suffers
I sit in bed

And she's so far away
That I can't even hug her one last time

Will you love me
In a few years?

Will you keep loving me
A year from now?

Will you continue loving me
In a month?

Will you love me
A day from now?

Will you still love me
In the morning?

We didn't work out
To you love was money and material
But to me it was affection and actions
Neither of us could provide for the other