The mirrors in my mind
Reflect my thoughts
It’s easy to get lost
When I can’t find the true side
The mirrors in my mind
Remind me of the times
Always reflecting the past
Even if I wish they would cast
The mirrors in my mind
Are keeping me awake
And they won’t stop
Sometimes I wish an earthquake
Would come along and shatter them
Taking me along with them
If they shattered I would die
...
If you know me well enough
You would know
That I draw stars on my hand
Constantly
If I run out of room
I keep going
On every surface
The table
Your paper
Your hand
Now, no one knows
That each star I draw
No matter how big or small
Has a meaning
An emotion
A thought
I might draw a star if I’m feeling lonley
Itll be my friend
Or maybe Im angry
I can sketch it onto my hand
You see what worries ...
Trigger Warning- suicide
I need to love myself?
Id rather love you
Running through parking lots
Drive throughs
Why did you leave me?
At my darkest time?
You say I can’t love you
If i dont love myself
But babe, why does it hurt so much?
I watch the days pass by on paper,
The weeks seem faster then the days
And who is she?
If Im so special if im so special why am I so easily replaced?
The wo...
After a six hour car drive, we finally arive at the campgrounds. I jab Alex in the ribs to wake him up, and then get out of the car. I breath in the smell of fresh air, smelling the aroma of pine needles and hearing the distant gurgle of a river. I walk to the back of our car and open the hatch.
“Umm- Alex? Where is the tent? Where is the food? All I see is beer and marshmallows.
“Huh?” Alex say...
We lay on your couch
And we tell each other secrets
Your dads an alcoholic
And knows every drug in existence
I wonder why
I never told
Because I trusted you most
I left out a secret or two
Im not as old as I said
So when you found out
You were mad
We dont speak
You go to collage
I stay in our hometown
Slowly falling apart
Goodbye, almost lover
Inspired by ‘The Way I Used To Be’ by Amber S...
TW
Always here
But always alone
Can’t find a person
Do they even know?
Even in crowds
For I feel far off
Got myself bleeding
How can I stop?
I don’t feel alive
Jokes aren’t funny
Kids still laugh
Lots of colors turn to
Muted hues
No more colors
Others don’t know
People don’t see
Quiet, please, I can’t breath
Red seeps through my sleeves
Sharp objects peirce
Trying to bring me back
Ugly scars...
