I was always the hopeless romantic. The kind of person who daydreamed through high school, looked for her soulmate in college, and imagined office romances at work. I’ve met several nice men, but I couldn’t bring myself to fall in love with any of them, none were perfect. Sometimes I think I’m too picky, but there’s nothing I can do about it.

I passed by the bus stop and saw someone, a man, my a...

Honestly, I was numb. It was- easy, to give into repetition. It was easy to follow the process, it was easy to be a perfect daughter and have a bright future. So long as I ignored myself, I abused myself before anyone else could. I was soft, until I focused. I was sweet, until I turned cold. I was perfect, until I wanted to crack. I was predictable, until I wasn’t.

My eyes were drawn to the groun...

Words are wasted on those who don’t listen. So I don’t speak. I don’t waste what nobody wants besides me. I don’t give what I need to hold onto. Every day gets more blurry, I’m fading away. It feels as if maybe I’m the one who doesn’t listen, because nobody wastes their words on me. I promise I want to be there for you, I just don’t want you to be there for me. Because I’m a waste....

Her hands were always cold, but I’d held them so long I didn’t mind it anymore. I brought her up the same abandoned cabin near the shore where we’d had our first kiss. Nobody was there, the area was trashy and small, something two teenagers might see as secluded and romantic.

She’d been accepted to Princeton, I’d stay and work for my dad. It wasn’t all bad, I could be running the business someday...

My garden is wilted My world is backwards My view is tilted So I can view forward

The roses are dead So maybe they could meet you in the afterlife I don’t know grief But I can picture what he looks like

The bloody red faded so quickly Now that the petals have dried I think they’re pretty Now that they don’t have to die Anymore

My roses are wilted Because they asked me not to take care of them...

Every step is more numb than the last The softening of promises too old I walk away and let them go cold Never kept in tact The year falls away and comes back Like the leaves change to colors too bold Before revealing they never had that strong a hold Your words fall away fast

And I can only hope to fall away last I can only hope to never fall forever

I can only hope that I never land I can onl...

Time Slips fast Like the waves Grow and sink back Down into the water Yet all you ever get Is a life it will forget And to forget is to forgive And pain goes away eventually So don’t look back, nobody remembers...

I wish I had the glint You keep in your blue eyes I wish that when I’m silent I wouldn’t have to say why

It’s not that I’m jealous of you Or in love Or in hate Just that I seem to respect you More than I did yesterday

I wish I never stood To see the day Your smile faded I wish you had known What you created

The day I evened up to you Was only so I could meet you at your eye level And study t...

It makes me think Of the serene atmosphere That plays in my mind As I walk down Somewhere I’ve never been before

Like the cold familiarity Of the whispering wind The rustling trees And the wet gravel Beneath my feet

Like the bright memories That engulf my mind My eyes With nothing I want to see again Like the way the city shines When nobody walks the street

Like when I was a kid Peering out...

I know I’m invisible It makes me feel safe So when I disassociate Nobody questions my insanity When I drown Every time I cry

And every time I cry I’m glad I’m invisible So that when I drown Nobody worries if I’m safe From my insanity And I disassociate

Every time I disassociate I know I’ll cry I’ve reached the pinnacle of my insanity And being invisible is the only way I’ll be safe And tha...