Where oh where
The cat inside me howls
Where is my mate?
He whose growls
Slither up my spine
Taking their time
Enfold me, unwind me
Control me, bind me
To him

Where has he gone?
It hasn’t been long
But where did he go?
I don’t know, I don’t know

Where is my other half?
He who makes me smile
He who makes me laugh
He who makes me wild
Where is my other half?

I’m sitting by my window
Just waiting for time to go by
When I think of you and I smile
Oh I smile inside

As I think of how when I see you
I fall right into your eyes

As I think of how when you smile
Everything seems right

As I think of how I want you
To always be by my side

As I think of how I love you
More than words can describe

As I think of how I need you,
How I need You more than life

And I smile inside

I want someone who,
When I say

I’m useless.
I shouldn’t be alive!
Why not **** myself?

To say

I’d miss you

I am drunk on depression
And high on helplessness
Maybe one more bad decision
Will cure my restlessness

The thing I like about poetry is
You can end a poem any way you want
If you are stuck
Just stop.
Throw
In
Some
Strange formatting
And
You’re
Good
To

My computer shines in the night
Calling like a siren song
A blank Google Doc
I could write you all night long

The keys light up
Showing me the way
Tomorrow I have school
But tonight is still today

The sounds my fingers make
Marching across the keys
Words and writings and rhymes
Buffet me like a sea breeze

I type and type and type
And there is still more
My hands, fast and beautiful
Like a wave hitting a shore

Some of this is bad
Some of it is good
Some will be great
Like I always knew I could

And in the days to come
I will fix my errors
But I have to remember how I felt
The night madness and night terrors

therewerelightstherewassound
therewashiseyesstaringmedown

There was virtue there was sin
There was what could be
And what has been
There was heat and there was ice
He was naughty and I was nice

Twisted
Turning
Frozen
Burning

There was freedom and there was a cage
There was triumph and cold dark rage
There was a fight and there was a dance
There was chess and there was chance

There was dark and there was light
There was dawn, day, dusk and night
There was a second and there was a lifetime
There was a drowning man
And I was his lifeline

There was pain and there was joy
There was a man and there was a boy
There was a woman and there was a girl
There was the universe and my whole world

The words and the rhymes
I spit out
Pacing my room
Trying to make sense of these feelings
Before the consume
Me

Until there’s nothing left
So words and rhymes are all I have left
To make sense of this
Broken pain
Wild joy
Violent grief
Cursed longing
And the emptiness
Deep
Inside

as black as a nightmare
and the land where nightmares lie
as black as death
and the heart of a man about to die

A stinging pain
An open cut
Bruised knuckles
And red eyes
Reminders of last night

Last night when I punched a cardboard box to death
It’s a poor girl’s punching bag
It works

The dull, thudding beat of my fists
Accentuated by tears dropping and dripping
To the floor
And the stray stifled sob
That breaks free
And embarrasses me

Where oh where
The cat inside me howls
Where is my mate?
He whose growls
Slither up my spine
Taking their time
Enfold me, unwind me
Control me, bind me
To him

Where has he gone?
It hasn’t been long
But where did he go?
I don’t know, I don’t know

Where is my other half?
He who makes me smile
He who makes me laugh
He who makes me wild
Where is my other half?

Enough
Enough!
The voice inside me cries
Enough, enough, enough!
Enough of the betrayal, distrust, and lies
Enough of the lust, love, and heartbreak!
Too many, too many emotions
That make my heart break

Too many nights with no one to hold
Too many hours hiding, afraid to be bold
Too many shivers down my spine that make me cold
Too many times when I think I’ll never grow old

Words on a page
Put me in a daze
Put me in a trance
It's a solemn sort of dance

Aye my life is a solemn sort of moment
My night is of a solemn sort
A solemn sort?
A sort that is solemn

What does solemn mean?
Can you give an example
Sure! the child was solemn
Before he got trampled

Oh God no! One less horrific
But a solemn child is horrifying
Now isn’t that terrific?

No it’s not at all!
Who are you to say what’s not?
After all, what have you been taught?
I’ll tell you what-absolutely naught!

I’ve been taught!
Yes taught by me
You are just a piece
Of machinery
A clog in my pain
Clogging up my brain
Making me inebriate
I’m drunk on my thoughts
And I can’t see straight

I can help you!
No you can’t!
I know where your help leads to!
Me drowning in the deep blue
Either of my tears or the ocean
Drowned until I cannot make a motion
Who needs alcohol when you are me?
And you are me, you piece of machinery