Haven't rambled like this in a bit... I'm happier than I've been before but I don't know how to handle it.  I'm not used to happy as permanent. And broken expectations can break a good thing. It's

Flat blue  You look like everything could disappear into you Faceless powder Drifting above  I look to you, and see nothing

Many hours and days,   I've laid to waste with pointless diversions and foolish aims chased. Standing on this peak,  sweeping the expanse of time already spent, Wax drips from the candle

One time, I was trying to send you a gif of me exhaling a massive rip from my pen... But I was laying in bed at my grandparents house while I visited and the signal is shit in eatonville. So I went walking,

It was raining and I was a place to hide. You nested in my hollow heart,  but you were leaving from the start. Creatures with wings are bound to fly, the sun rose and you said goodbye. Loving you

What doesnt kill you makes you funny and interesting, maybe a little twitchy

I used to have a home, but the veil was torn. Now I know, I've always been alone.

Little planes etch tracers in the midnight sky, Up from seatac, scattering I hold onto to the limbs of fir trees, Limbs I used to climb the water tower Thousands of lights, street lamps, Houses, stop

Maybe I should've let you see all the bullets I take for you. I always thought it was enough that I said I've got your back. Guess it wasn't, because the moment the script flipped and it was easier to

I like sad songs because people don't pretend to be sad. Fake smiles never appealed to me. It's not that I like the darkness, but I like the authenticity. I'm the prince of the masquerade, I've carried

"Who's voice am I hearing?" My own voice does not attack me, My own voice fights for me. I will not destroy myself, I am driven by a fire in my chest. I see the sun piercing the blackened sky,

Snake in the grass, Empty your poison into my arm. I'm waiting for you. Bury your burden in my veins. I'll carry your secrets to the grave. I'm hollow and waiting for something to hold. Give me sleep,

Empty caskets sit like open jaws waiting to swallow us

You'll be worth it, You'll be worth every lonely night Every promise to myself I kept And the work and the work and the work, I'm so tired lately and sometimes I'd like to sleep forever But I see you like

I can say one thing with confidence, things will change. They may not get better tomorrow. If you are just looking for someone to tell how awful your life is, I'm not your guy. But if you're looking for

It's a lump in my throat, a knot in my stomach, a pounding in my brain, and a tear that won't quite fall. There is a something, I write circles around it, but it just can't be said. Maybe it can be said,

I've loved a few. Each a little different. No one inspires the same poem, not everyone gets a poem. But I've loved a few, and I still do.

Don't take life personally.

I like the thought of being with you. You want me bad. I dont know if I want you anymore.

I only want to be with someone if I care about their opinion, but that's the hardest thing. Because when I care, it's been my habit to turn myself into whatever they wanted me to be. Ironically, that's