Words are wasted on those who don’t listen

I feel utterly alone

Isolated,

Like a shade I move through the house

Effortlessly silent,

But I’m screaming.

My dress gently brushes against the floor

Soft movements

Numb across my body I float

Now I’m outside

I rub my arm and sigh

It feels like days since I’ve spoken

When no one listens you tend to stop.

I’ll wait till you notice something’s wrong

May...

I’ll compare the world to a worn pair of jeans

That have been loved and used

Holes along the seams

Sewn with colorful thread.

The worn tired jeans

That have faded over the seasons.

Grown tired,

So tired of everyday wear.

Along the seam there are sewn quilt squares

Patches of joy and love

And sure it doesn’t fix them,

But it does make them look a whole lot better.

Lemons can taste sweet if you...

Can you keep a secret?

Loves grasp does not wear

If meant to be

The situation is,

The hope and heart of all of this

Will come together in a kiss

And live

Forevermore.

For Love does not weary or shy

It is ever hopeful

Ride or die....

It was all becoming real

The feeling in my chest

I can’t know you

We are miles apart.

But I remember

Twine embraces hearts together

So as we follow the path blindly

We are on an endless walk

Meanwhile being pulled

By the string on our souls

Opposite directions

Fighting the flow

But if we are meant to be

We shall find eachother

Someday....

My thoughts they are swirling

The cage of my mind is locked

And the burning of it all

Is turning

It’s such an anxious thought

That stirs my stomach

And knots my guts

Where are you

I know I won’t say it

But I still pretend to....

A balloon, by nature is meant to expand

I suppose feelings can relate the same

For the smallest you

Takes up almost all of me

I’m not sure why this is of law

But I know if I pop it it would ache

So therefore

I’ve decided I won’t be the one,

To take a needle to its rubber flesh....

I need to show someone how big my heart is

It was locked up for a long time

But now that I know myself again

I think I can show it to the world.

When my happiness returned there were left overs

Angry feelings.

Now I’m fixing the hole

So I’ll sew it up, by showing everyone

How big my heart is....

I’m dead

To the world at least

White flames ate away at me

As I screamed for help

They couldn’t save me

I was gone

I was dead

I’m dead.

You thought I was gone

That my ears were burned to ash

Well, truly your close

Try ear hairs.

I am like a vigilante

Swift and draped in dark fabric

Eyeying the night

You don’t know who I am

No one needs to.

Not anymore....

Wrapped in a present I sit,

This box is dark and cold

Trapped in this present I sit

I can’t seem to pry my legs out of the box.

The paper smells crisp and old

I’m trapped here, with my eyes watching

Waiting for the crinkly tear of freedom

I can hear it

Almost see it

Far away,

From this box.

This box has a metal handle

That twists and plays music

Joyous huh,

Not when you’re standing on it like a...

Why did I sign up for this

Of course you did too

And maybe I would have forgotten about you

If this hadn’t happened.

Don’t worry, just a little longer

Stay don’t leave me

Say, I’ll keep you

In my heart

I wait

Someday.

Maybe....