I live inside my head Where soft flurries spin, And there’s a rise of warm water b… I live inside my head Where spikes stick out
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is
Dignity is death.
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees
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.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.
