I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
She has the piece that holds it al… What was revealed to her came slow… When it all comes together, it’s l… When it all falls apart, it’s dead… One little lie can tear a family a…
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Listening to you sleep, I’m in grace. Each breath a prayer. Every rustle a litany. You don’t know how loud you are
Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.
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
I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,
I wish I could tell my brother That I loved him, But the words are tight in my thro… And I’m a coward. I wish I didn’t say “thank you”
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
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…
