Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
Your love Was like driving straight into the… Your attention was like Lying in a puddle of gold. You were sex and fun and cotton ca…
I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…
Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.
I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
In the darkest night, A flower will grow.
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
