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...