It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,

I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.

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,

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,

The devil’s in my midst.

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

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.

How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?

I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.

When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone

In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed

With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John

I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.