you were one summer boy away and thats all it took started with the broken fishing line and unfinished songs that are yet to be written / all this to end up walking down the driveway beside you with years in between / i knew and understood it / it wasnt the forbidden that i…

how are my lines different from yours. shame written across mine. the outside scar is visible to a blank eye but I see yours fully. the red on my body is stained and I am scared to touch the end of the blade again. the human fault I fell into… you twisted and held against…

peace came from three am word collisions of childhood trauma that were being held together by you a yellow bandaid box at the end of the bed. god. how much I need you. your on a flight now to use up the rest of what is left. I should’ve given you more but it was…

my bed never looked so put together. the picture frames that lay rest on the night stand, stood quiet as ever. I don’t remember the last time I sat in this silence. you wouldn’t even believe that I could float within this airless dome. no one would get it because “I never shut up and…

brushing my hair doesn’t make you a good mother your really not. you don’t care about anyone but the child who became your reflection. your words have starved me for days and you blindly watched me stand on an edge of a cliff because I put on a smile. an absent father is better than…

I watched you guys get hurt and suffer from the forbidden words we swore to never speak. It affected you. Your door broke. The world put to much pressure and it fell. But I watched. Became scared of what would happen if I fell. So I never spoke. But that was my damage. your door…

maxed out and empty 3 cents and a half a can of soda to my name you seemed almost surprised but at this point I am drained my money has been spent and it wasn’t just on my flight 40 dollars short of what could’ve been and I saved the the other half of my…

what hurts the most is the way I don’t understand you tear the floorboards one by one and yet I can still see a functional floor I’m scared what your capable of and that is why I choose to still walk down with my hand glued to yours.

you gave me 40 mg of just enough to keep me hanging no one gave you that power. You still don’t have that power but when you give enough. they overdose. Overdosed on our shared secrets and 4 am calls. Overdosed on overdosing on the feeling on something new. The new kind of feeling that…

How could two people that love you so much hurt you the most. I don’t understand why I can feel like this but they dont how do I care for a person who hurt the person who raised me how can I not understand that he wasn’t there for me he didn’t take me to…