I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us
It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
