God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.
In the darkest night, A flower will grow.
I forget how to love When I’m gritting my teeth Because I’m a fucking hole/ Nothing’s coming out of my mouth n… Because I don’t love my mom,
Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees
