My therapist told me that all of the girls I love are ghosts So I asked her to smash my head against the wall I figured it wouldn't be a tall order And even then I still stumble over my own tongue And even now I sit swooning with off-tune ramblings shattering my eyes Soon I might fall to the ground as my knees buckle I still get that restless feeling, deep within the marrow of my arms As the flas... » Continue Reading
Less of a poem and more of a vent Can't sit in class without my skull hastily falling against the wood Can't manage to keep it up at this point Not sure what you're asking of me They've put me on something new Calls and bills Littering my floor is a sickly yellow liquid Accompanied by a crimson viscous one The stains on my forearms grow long and dangling The lashes of my eyes sweep low with vigor ... » Continue Reading
Once I dreamt the poles shift And I called my mother And I am a dog I just sat up and begged Open my eyes just to see that the inky skies peel from their anchors this whole town is so changed "good god" Absolutely nothing One thousand moons behind my eyes Simply sat in this freezer Shivering and cold Some days I feel so old » Continue Reading