Mission Statement

I picked at something until
it got solved.
But now,
there’s blood.

Glass Ball

Once again
I’m left wondering
Was it real?

Sweet Desertion

my old friend empty inside

Horrified

How many times
did I take those
three words for granted

Lump

Still hurts

to see him.

Cant even fuck it away…

The Iron Conclusion

Glad I said the
strong things
when I had the guts

Fissure

Were you just
waiting for my anger
(lashes)
among the daffodils?

Off Your Shoulders

At the very least
I hope
Its a sad kind of free

Testing Sacrificial Waters

My personality
is poison sucking death

UnReVisit

Losing it
all
isn’t as bad as
losing it
again.