I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.

I’m so broken, And the glass stings were my façad… There’s nothing left to do. There’s nothing left to say. There’s no air left for me to brea…

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

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,

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.

In the darkest night, A flower will grow.

Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.

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

Listening to you sleep, I’m in grace. Each breath a prayer. Every rustle a litany. You don’t know how loud you are

Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?

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,

Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.