(2015)
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can