Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.

Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness

Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.

Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.

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.

You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,

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

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.

What you meant– What I meant When I said, “I love you.” What you meant to me Wasn’t what you said

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

I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.