Suddenly

the ground is

quaking

beneath my feet

My world turns

upside down

My heart

shatters

into a million

pieces

As I realize

He’s really gone

No coming back

I’ll never

see

him

again...

my world is blue

a dark, deep blue

like the depths

of the ocean

or the deep blue

of the night sky

seemingly empty

but full of sadness

numb but feeling

entire world

built on lies

blue

blue

blue...

Once

there were two girls

in love.

And while

their love seemed eternal for a time,

One girl changed for the worse.

She grew mean,

toxic

and

hateful

Eventually

The other girl

confronted her

they fought.

The other girl

ended up

sobbing

on the bed

her heart breaking.

After hearing the

hateful girls

poisonous

words.

She had

left the other girl

crying

broken

drowning in her sorrows

being left

yet again...

I have spent

My whole life

Searching for the answer

To my lifelong question

Never ending,

I will never stop

Searching

Until I find

The answer

Every time I draw near

It evades me

Always just

Out of reach

I’m trapped

In an

Endless

Loop...

I can’t see anything. All there is, is infinite space. Infinite darkness. Nothing to hear, touch, taste, see, or smell. All five sense are proven useless in the emptiness of my world. But today is different, the stuff I seem to breathe, it feels different. Not good, or bad. Just different. I have a feeling something’s going to happen. Whatever it is, it will change my life. I can only hope it chan...

I sit back and wait

for her answer

she remains silent

forcing me to think

and worry

about her unreadable face

and pick away

at my fingers

and procrastinate

saying something else

and overthinking

her response

and wonder

if she loves me back

and wish

she would

and hope

for a future with her

and fight against

running away

and longing

to hold her

and to touch her

and to be with her

and I could go on a...

sometimes,

you’ll be sitting in a room

full of people

talking

laughing

having fun

joking around

good friends

hanging out

full of hope

and then

that one person

ruins it all

they decide

to make an

unnecessary comment

or asking

a derogatory question

or making

an unkind joke

and the room falls silent

you sit there

waiting for something

anything to restore

the room back

to what it was

before

you sit in...

Today I am grateful

For the little things

For the chance to

lay in my bed and sleep

To lay around all day,

one last day,

and do whatever I want

for a family I love

Who loves me

For pets who love me

And of course,

for the books I read

and grow from

daily...

I pick up my old pencil

And start to write

I weave words together

In a way that even the most skilled

Little spider

Would be quite impressed

I describe and detail

Every little thing

I tell a tale of woe and revenge

Of sadness and joy

Of hatred and love

And on these pages

These old, cracking pages

I write about life

And about death

Yeahhh, sorry I don’t have many good ideas for this one....

I’m done listening to him babble, trying to come up with something to make me move on for good. For all the talking he does, he really is stupid.

“Just stop.” He halts mid-sentence, looking at me confused.”

“You asked for a reason. I’m giving many.”

“Those aren’t reasons. Those are what you think are justifications for your actions. She did nothing to you, ever. Why the hell would you make her fee...