I’ll tell you to hold on tight, and we can be alone together in this nothingness. I’ll tell you to tell me a story, and we can laugh and cry together
Whiteboards are erasable. Write down a message Swipe it away with a sleeve Scribble down another message. Swipe it away again.
I fear That now There is no real me. I wear a mask of personality And pretend I’m happy.
My heart Is a glass ball Delicate Awaiting somebody Who will cradle it gently
As you walk away, Without looking back, I stand here, heart in my hands. I wish you had stayed Or that I’d done something differ…
If I died And no one knew, I don’t know. And I am scared And everything hurts
Muddled footsteps In the dirt, Wind in our ears, The sun Shrinks down beneath
star-drunk child, foolish in your fear— announce your cries to the night, feel the heat of life
We have tendencies to be self destructive and it was only ever our fault, yours and mine and we were never okay.
I want to hold your hand Tight in my own As we run far away To a brand new home. I want to cup your face
The clouds in the distance Sit, patient Oblivious to my need For rain They promise the rain
Something is dying, Quivering on the edge Of my soul. It is shaking Swaying in the lightest breeze
I’m sorry I never told you About why I was so nervous around… I’m sorry I never confessed Because you moved on, And I didn’t.
flirting with death ring the bell and run she knows it was you but she lets you go you are waiting to die.
I stand at the door What am I waiting for? A whisper or a breath To tell me to carry on? Carry on, carry on.
