CHAOS, IS HER ELEMENT.

This is just skin

It's always the same for me. Once things finally start coming together, everything suddenly falls back apart. And there I am again, alone. I just wish the world would take me as I am. Because I don't know how much longer I can hold on, trying to handle these days of gray. Depression isn’t just being a bit sad. It’s feeling nothing, it’s not wanting to be alive anymore.

Sometimes I feel there is a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there's a circle around it, a sign on trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night wanting, but sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don't know, maybe I've had my happiness. I don't want to believe it, but there is no man, only that moon.

The Girl Who Doesn’t Know How To Breathe

I imagine her to taste like dirt and soot.

She’s the strain in your eye when trying not to blink.

And the nag of an overbearing parent.

Feeling nothing, caring for nothing, believing in nothing is what she does best.

I wish you the best, if only you stop with the lies.

You’re gonna catch a cold, from all that ice inside your soul.

The Boy With A Thorn In His Side

He’s a dark storm cloud and he’s the rainbow afterwards.

He’s a slap on the face and a kiss on my forehead, a gust of wind and a ray of sunshine, a push off a roof and the catch at the bottom. He’s a mystery and a collection of lies and I can’t do anything about it because I love him, and no one knows.

I feel just like a school girl.