It's 2 a.m. And I'm high for the first time in I can't remember how long and you're asleep in our bed and baby we're home and I'm not afraid of anything

I'm only afraid of waking up alone

i do not write poetry

there is nothing beautiful about her suffering

nothing beautiful about watching her tear herself into pieces

she treats pain like some kind of game

she wants to know
how small she can become

she is a thousand shades of beautiful

she is everything all at once

she is terrifying and i think she knows it

she is my favorite song after a coke binge I COULD NEVER GET TIRED OF THE SOUND OF HER VOICE

she is staying up for the sunrise but never waking up that early because

she is everything i was too afraid to say

she is infinite shades of beautiful
and she looks fine as hell in every one
and she don't even know it

ONE

WHO THE **** SAYS ****** WHAT THE **** IS WRONG WITH YOU

TWO

"SQUIRRELS"IS MY DAD'S "LESS OFFENSIVE" TERM TO DESCRIBE ******* AFTER I CAME OUT IN 7TH GRADE

THREE

I WILL NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF FOR CHOOSING ALCOHOL OVER MY RELATIONSHIP
MY MOM SAYS I AM MY FATHER'S SPITTING IMAGE

FOUR

MY MOM SAYS I AM MY FATHER'S SPITTING IMAGE
i think that says enough

remember how she tasted the first time she kissed you

no one is vacant of fear

i swear i saw her lips tremble
even with my eyes closed

u can't