Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.
Then he said, “I never said I was… Then I said, “I never asked you t… Then we kissed.
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
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
Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
What you meant– What I meant When I said, “I love you.” What you meant to me Wasn’t what you said
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.
Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
