I am the queen of ill fitting jeans
of infected piercings,
of thinking that blue is green,
of uneven eyeliner wings.

I am the princess of pleases
of hellos slipped through voice cracks
of drunken apologies
of forgetting to text back.

I am the countess of chaos
of a thunderdome of possible tragedy
of making too many plans
of avoiding gravity.

I am the duke of drunk texts
of fizzy lemonade drinks,
of lingering regret,
of caring too much about what you think.

I am the queen of ill fitting jeans,
of ruling my life with a clumsy grace,
of being a storm without tea,
and I'll reign with a smile on my ******* face.

if i had a gun
i would press it against my temple
and feel the pulse radiate through my shaky hands
my thoughts of guilt and doubt running through my mind
and i would consider placing it on the table
consider saving myself for one more day
but instead
i would pull the trigger
-c.a

Thoughts never stop wandering your mind, they leave you out of breath, out of sight, out of mind. There is too many thoughts in my head at any one time. Every second, another thought appears and creeps inside to lurk around. It can leave you feeling happy or blue, depends what your mind is thinking. The mind is dangerous, it knows which buttons to press to make you go insane. People say thoughts are like bullets waiting to meet your mind. Damage is sustained, most of the time. The mind is an interesting piece of us.

Castles in the sky
Overtake my vision for miles
They seem so close
Yet they climb still higher
Pieces fall off, come to the Earth
Bless us sweet castle, your bricks bring birth

Castles in the sky
Dark and non inviting
May bring young children nightmares
But over life are more enticing
Floating high above the wars
Inhaling sunshine through their doors

Castles in the sky
Filled with life and destruction
I open my heart to thee
My lungs fill with obstruction
Closest to me, this form of it
Soul- leaving body in a blue, endless pit

A silence with you
Is not
a silence

But a moment rich
with peace