Sidenote:

This feeling will never subside.
The ache,
then sharp stabbing.
The feeling of a breaking heart.
It's no one's fault.
So if you see me clutching
at my chest.
Wincing, crying..
Hold me
until the pain goes away.

First and Foremost

What counts as rushing it,
when you've passed the point of exchanging
affections and saliva?
If I fell for you
on this day of merry-making,
tight hugging and lips touching,
would think any different of me?
And though I think I know the answers,
I will always doubt myself.
So answer, if you feel it's right.
But hold me in your arms
at least
tonight.

Sleaze and Sizzle

5:00 am

Pain sets in

"Send the pain below"

But what's lower than me?

Trauma Cycle

Break up
Sleep
Think
Cry
Get mad
Get sad
Bitch
Whine
Eat
Stop sleeping
Revelation
Botched reality
Make up
Rinse&Repeat
I was wrong.

my cigarette isnt done
until it burns my hand
until i feel it's cancer
setting fire to my lungs
until death is on my door step
asking for a date

Blessed Be

In a dream,
I saw myself in a mirror.
I did not look the same.
I was bigger than I am.
But I was happy.

When I woke up,
I looked in a mirror.
I was skinny again.
But I was not happy.