I bought a one-way ticket to rock bottom again Because I was feeling homesick And the only cure to the virus was to lie, curled up in the fetal position, missing the warmth of my mother’s womb. Before sentience— Before awareness— I was at peace. And I didn’t know what love was. The stinking, rotting love That oozed from a festered wound, The imprint of the brute’s teeth Left to beat black and blue Where my heart was a ticking time bomb. I kept pushing back the explosion— Waiting for the stars in his eyes to grant my greatest wish. I did not ask for good luck Or infamy— But contentment. A man who is walking sunshine, Warming my body, cold from its grave. On the third day, he told me he loved me, And I rose.

The metal blade Sharp on my skin The pain So exhilarating

I’ve always been afraid to do this But now… I don’t care

The heat is satisfying all my deeper pains By bringing them to the surface The agony of the cuts Encompasses the pains from below

I love the look of the blood The “battle scars” That nobody is allowed to see Except me

Like I know this is wrong But the feeling and the urge I need to calm it

My hope has been gone

So when all hope is finally lost,

Is this what we rely on?

When autumn arrives, The birds start to soar, None as high or far, As the geese migrating.

Miles and miles, Their shadows stroking the ground, The birds leaping through clouds, Reaching for stars and touching the sun.

Yet how far can a bird fly, Before they start to falter, To wane and whine and wail, As the destination never nears?

Because of this, Geese never migrate alone, They fly in a V, As they venture from their home.

When one goose tires, They ride the current of the another, So when their own wings fail, They soar with the wind of others.

Ağaç dala dal yaprağa muhtaçken, dal onu hiç bırakmayacakmış gibi yazın canlılığıyla sereserpe billur güzelliğiyle rüzgârla bir oraya bir buraya ahenkle dans eden yemyeşil canlı taze yapraklar misali, içimde yeşeren umutlarımla, zamansız dalın yaprağı bıraktığı gibi rüzgârlarda nereye sarrulacağını bilmeyen acımasızca ayaklar altında ezilen toprak olmuş umutlarım. ne kadar değişkensiniz. Umut var , başlatan ve yaşatan öbürü bitiren. Ve öldüren umutlarım ben var oldukça bitmeyeceksiniz biliyorum. umut ışıklarının biri sönerse başka bir umut ışığı parlayacaktır. Bir kapının kapanıp başka bir kapının açılacağı gibiunutma içimizdeki güçlü inançla her düşen yaprağınyerine mutlaka başka bir yaprak yeşerecektir.

Hope never truly leaves us It is always by our side Hope is a must If we are to survive

We have to believe Until our final breath That hope will prevail And give us success

Even when all seems loss Hope in our chest will twist and toss Figure out new ways To escape our worst days

The future is one of hopes mighty tools We use them to get us out of deadly whirl-pools The future is a form of hope that pushes us along And convinces us to keep singing our song

Just look ahead and imagine glory and happiness Look past everything that’s just a fixable mess You are very brave and strong Hope knows that as he guides you along

When the ones who gave you life are so over your existence, Who is next? The schools, Full of fools. They just make it worse, If I don’t let the tears spew then the words will burst. My palms sweat when I think whose really there, If I end it all now, who would care? One girl whose just there for a good joke, Would she think it’s a giggle for the woke. When they finally see a lifeless body, Will they finally believe me.

Fledge peered over what felt like a limitless expanse. Even with how tiny Buzzy appeared, Fledge could tell what she was doing. Any time Buzzy noticed a bit of water on the ground, she would stare at it for… well… too long. Buzzy wanted to make sure that each feather was in its place. So instead of trying to find a way back to Fledge, Buzzy was obsessing over her image.

Fledge squawked loudly at Buzzy, but she didn’t seem to notice. Next, Fledge hurled a rock toward Buzzy, but it fell hopelessly into the canyon. There was simply no reaching Buzzy.

Night soon fell, and the flat desert reflected moonlight in a way that fledge had never encountered. Finally, Buzzy looked over at fledge. But something was off. As Buzzy walked to the lip of the canyon, large bits of moonlight seemed to fall from her eyes. Fledge expected Buzzy to take flight, but she instead walked over the edge, falling quickly out of sight.

I try And I try And I try And I try

My effort stretched for miles If laid out in a line.

Higher than high My goals in the sky I did everything I could To bring them to life

I tried. I really did.

The late nights Little sleep Lost track of time Forgot to eat

I pushed myself so far Past my limit I made myself die.

My eyes sigh My heart cries

What more could I have done? What more could I still do?

Everything I worked for…

_I will never achieve. _ __ __ __ To my younger self, I apologize

To my future self, Why?

To my present self, What now?

If there’s nothing more I can try…

I must rest.

My eyes sigh My heart cries My smile dies

So I must lie

Down to rest.

Perhaps tomorrow I will try

Again.

Hope fades So does the light The waters of the sea of grief Close in around me Tight I try to swim for where it was I try to scream for there it was And now it’s gone.

I claw desperately at salted air Green blue and dark And I am there Drowning there For there it was And now it’s gone When all hope fails, what do we rely on?

it’s just a game _it’s just a game _ _calm down _ _your overreacting _ _overreacting _ __ #########################

we played board games when we were little. they warned us of capitalism. we didn’t hear their words for we were too busy c̶h̶e̶a̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ winning

_it’s just a game _ it’s just a game

if you said a slur in a video game would it matter? would it matter if no one heard the words you say? would people be hurt? or would they be “overreacting”

if someone dropped your stanley or the newest trending lipgloss down the stairs you wouldn’t even feel a fraction of the pain you cause.

you could never do fractions either. you cheated on every math quiz you took.

_it’s just a game _ it’s just a game

you want to know what else is a game? The Hunger Games. which was also a warning.

and you all didn’t listen. because you were too busy in your rich little lives.

look outside. they’re on fire they can’t breathe.

don’t you dare. look them in the eyes. and say they’re fine or that it’s not your problem.

_your helping the flames by ignoring them. _ the house is on fire and you walked away. it has all burned away… _now what? _

but __ _afterall, _ _as you said. _ _you’re overreacting. _ it’s just a game. __ it’s just a game.

When all hope is lost, what do we rely on? Please. I need to know. I think we all need to know.