her hands once soft with comfort now carve their anger deep

“my dear it’s much to late for you she’s gonna kill you when you sleep”

for the stuffed animals will be the only ones that will hear your silent weeps

they’ll be knocking on the door from all the cops and federal creeps

your lifeless body laying there, your life remains incomplete

the echoes of the silent death, the strain of heartbeat...

I was quiet but not blind

I was slow but wise

For I knew everyone around me and I studied them

I had random outburst of anger that I could not control some days

but I tried my best to be kind

for I was not made for school

And I know it’s gonna sound corny, conceited, portraying i’m saying I’m too cool

But I’ve only ever dreamt of becoming a real poet

I wanna write books in my bedroom

I wann...

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i regonozed his blue eyes

a mile away

everyone of my friends telling me to stay

but i would run to him every time

cause he was mine

and i was his

even though i was a little kid

and he was grown

i was nothing more than a secret

an obsession we both found comfort in

changing the password on my phone

nobody needs to know he is who i call when i am alone

nobody sees the...

as I stared into the eyes of the person I once loved

every ounce of my affection turned into aggravation

for I am not the evil one

I try my best to be kind

l try my best to smile at strangers when they pass by

but I don’t need to blame others to feel content with myself

everything I say or do relates to my mental health

every day I step a little closer to forgiveness

Life is too short to f...

i woke up with a bang

the feeling of past shame

i am not her yet i feel like i am

the label of slut painted on my face

for i want to be loved for every part of me

my hair my eyes my smile even my personality

as long as im not used for my body i am content

but my mind will not allow me to run free

trapped in my bed

no motivation no empathy

no need to eat

staring at the blank page trying t...

I crave the attention that my mother never gave me

just like I crave that last bite of food before my calorie intake has been met

I’m constantly craving but I’m never achieving

I’m constantly hoping for love

and not the kind that is shown from words but is shown from actions

the kind of love that you get from knowing me

not feeling me

not me showing them how to love me

but actually caring a...

romantic silence

when just our eyes talk to each other

looks across busy rooms

knowing we both remember what happened that night

and hope that you won’t forget me

when you call me to say goodnight

praying this isn’t our last goodbye

hoping you’ll text me in the morning without begging you too

knowing i shouldn’t eat

but it comforts me so i do it anyway

i worked out today

and i tell mysel...

i hear them say a girl needs a mother

but does that apply to me

does my mother make me happy?

and i know the answer to that but i try not to believe it

because my mother is the reason i cry

she is the reason i don’t sleep at night

she is the pain in my voice

and the sadness in my tears

my mother is the reason i want to get out of here

she is the reason im often burnt out

she’s the reason i g...

standing on the battle field

one body one knife in hand

i manage to slit a single vain

my bodys voice yells out in pain

“why do you hate me?”

maybe it was the lack of mothers love

maybe its cause you didnt meet your weight goal

never filling the void

always digging deeper...

i cannot love you

my mind has secrets like you do not know

and if i tell you them like i told him

i can’t risk letting you go

i cannot love you

i am a dry desert breeze on a cold summer day

your warmth won’t be the same if i stay

i have to leave now so our love won’t get in the way

i cannot love you

what if you don’t understand me

what if you shut the door on me

like how he shoved his sm...