The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it

Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.

Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give

You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.

Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that

Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness

I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

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.

It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to

Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.

Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,

Dignity is death.