Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.

Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.

In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,

I can’t cease to think about him. His bitter way only warms my heart… He frightens me and excites me. He always heightens my senses. He makes my heart hurt.

I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.

If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth

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

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.

Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.

So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

You’re bleeding down my legs, Tangling me up in your fingers. I want to run my nails down your b… And sigh in your ear.

A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.