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.
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
Dignity is death.
Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
I forget how to love When I’m gritting my teeth Because I’m a fucking hole/ Nothing’s coming out of my mouth n… Because I don’t love my mom,
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
