Sometimes, when the world is still
I find faces in the tile cracks
of the bathroom floor

Tainted with age and despair,
they are trapped where ceramic
meets skin

It is with them that I worry,
crushed like expired cherry blossom petals
that litter the streets of early summer

It is with them that I sigh
for freedom,
Maybe we have time
but it does not
have us.

Once I show you the scars on my wrists,
Can I trust you with the wounds on my heart?
Once you see who I was,
Can you handle the person I will become?
Once you hold me in your arms,
Can you ever bare lay a hand on me?
Once you hear me cry,
Could you bare to be the reason for my tears?
Once you see me broken,
Could you piece me back together?

Sometimes, the people who have the most to live for, are the ones who don't want anything to do with life.

I've built this wall around myself
To shield my heart from the pain
Like the caterpillar, I hide
Until I'm finally free to find
A love to fly with me in the rain

I've written 1,762 poems
1,763 now
And I guarantee
At least 1,725
Are about you
I've written
Hundreds of thousands
Of words
All dedicated to you
All about you.

I never felt safe in my own house.
Could never climb the stairs without
nervous glancing, gazelle fleeing.
Could never turn off the lights
without another light beckoning in the distance
to guide me to safety like a white moth to flame.
His voice still echoes in the dining room,
I never fixed the holes he punched in the walls.
I don't know how to fix the ruins he's made,
To undo the damages he's done,
So for me,
This home will forever be haunted.

I
Felt
The
Blade

The one you used to cut me

I
Beg
To
Stop

You didn't, remember?

I
Bled
To
Death

Now you're trying to heal me

Blood
Continued
To
Flow

You killed me, now you know

At the end of the day,
There's so much left to say,
But I don't have the words to explain..
So I hope you don't think I'm insane
When I don't say anything.

Many thoughts in my head,
That will always be left unsaid.
I sware I care,
And that the thought is there,
But I don't know how to explain.
Oh please don't look at me like I'm insane.

I don't know how to explain,
Because truth is I might not be all 'right' in the brain.
I want you to stay,
at the end of the day.
But I'm not sure how to say,
Don't go,
Because I'm afraid to be left alone,
But I'm afraid you'll want to go home,
And I'll feel like I should have known.
Every time you leave, in my head, I'm begging, please don't.
But to ask, to say something, I know I won't,
Because as much as I'm afraid to be left alone,
I'm more afraid you'll want to go