Batting an eye is like wearing a neon outfit.
So bright that many people can see
you a mile up in space.
People can see doves inside your body
like blood in you.
People don’t even bat an eye to know
you’re there. See what is within you.
I just thought you should know what I’m doing now.
I am a happy and strong and lonely person who
spends a lot of time going to school and working hard.
I just thought you should know how I’m feeling.
I am sad because I never
met you and I want to meet you
I feel like I’m a terrorist.
I feel like I’m being terrorized.
I want the power to freeze time
like a stopwatch.
I wanna stop time and enjoy this moment.
I just want a little more (more…)
Home is fighting but happy.
Lonely as if I was in a room full of people.
Home is warm with how much love people can give you
by showing that they care.
Home is frightening like a hundred ants on you.
Home is happy with lots of smiley family faces.
I wish my home was bigger so I could run around more.
I wish my home was more lovable (more…)
Trust is like nature.
You take good care of it, it blossoms into being.
Once the trust is broken by the one
who took care of this beautiful nature,
the broken trust is like a fire
burning everything in its path.
I have witnessed this not first hand
but secondhand. (more…)
I am beautiful.
Once I was afraid to be beautiful.
My eyes are beautiful roses in a garden.
Once I was afraid to see a ghost.
My personality is beautiful like a white butterfly.
My style is beautiful like my warm heart.
My smile is beautiful like my bright white house. (more…)
I’m from a street where I hear gun shots or car tires screeching.
I’m from faith in God.
He doesn’t judge me.
I’m from long line of people who care about me
but are on my case 24/7.
I’m from confusion about what’s good for me.
I’m from laughter over people making me smile.
I come from a blessed family. (more…)
When I go outside I see shades of gray.
I wonder what I have to run from next.
I see pollution killing everything around me
’cause no one cares about what happens.
The flesh trying to flush itself,
death trying to kill itself—in all this
I try to see past the shades of gray,
to focus on what I’m missing out on in life. (more…)
I run as far as I can
Death follows me and looks
Like something scary
If it catches me
It kills me
If death comes it changes to everything
When death comes I hear
I smell a gas smell (more…)
Here’s something i never told you while you were alive:
How much I loved you; from the moon and back
Many times, since you’ve been gone, I’ve though about
Suicide because it felt like I was alone. With you I was happy.
Here’s what’s new in my life…
Hah, I don’t know.
I started cutting. (more…)