Tired. So tired. My eyes fail and my soul gives up.

Dare you to shatter Dance in the rain while Unbreaking and Made by the darkness. And there are stars,

Maybe I resent it because I know that since it meant so much it hurts so much more. And maybe I resent the fact

dance in the sun watch it splatter over your face

It is the emptiness, the nothingness, the in-between. Is it broken? Is it maimed?

I’ll tell you to hold on tight, and we can be alone together in this nothingness. I’ll tell you to tell me a story, and we can laugh and cry together

Something warm has curled up inside my chest. It is filled with hate, with sadness, with things I cannot express.

Whiteboards are erasable. Write down a message Swipe it away with a sleeve Scribble down another message. Swipe it away again.

Hi Dad. I’d like you to know I’m finally Unboxing each memory Framed

Something is dying, Quivering on the edge Of my soul. It is shaking Swaying in the lightest breeze

The clouds in the distance Sit, patient Oblivious to my need For rain They promise the rain

I stand at the door What am I waiting for? A whisper or a breath To tell me to carry on? Carry on, carry on.

My heart Is a glass ball Delicate Awaiting somebody Who will cradle it gently