Tuesday, November 24, 2009


I loved you more when I thought you were dead.
You took my words. You were offended.
You were the hands wrapped tight 'round my neck.
The girl who killed me was the one I depended.

I thought that months ago,
I got over it,
& now I am back to it.

I guess that wasn't the closure I thought it was.
I guess this wasn't either.

Monday, November 23, 2009


For those few seconds,
you were gone for good,
and you know what?

I was actually happy.
I was content.

All in all,
this stories grown old,
but I don't think I can abandon it.
Not without your help.

I don't regret that,
not in the least.
But then again,
I am posting this here & not there.

Thursday, November 19, 2009


you seek perfection
the perfect words
you'll never find them
the perfect bird
you'll never find him

you'll feel rejection
in perfect words
they'll always find you
from perfect birds
they'll always find you

suffer dissection
your perfect bird
she will confide you
your perfect bird
and still deny you

you'll seek direction
the perfect words
they'll never find you
the perfect bird
she'll never mind you

Saturday, November 14, 2009

* * *

I don't know what to believe anymore.
There is so much.
You changed your mind.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

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You have no idea how alone I am.
How absolutely,
positively alone I am.
It's crushing me.
I think my heart could stop.
It's so heavy.

Sunday, November 1, 2009


And it's beautiful to know,
you're just a dream,
and I'm done sleeping.

hahah, how cliche,
no really,
I'm fine.

a kind of closure

It's done,
I don't love you,
and I'm so happy,
but at the same time,
it's still a bit sad.

A monster.
I am a monster.
Without you there,
the monster will keep growing,
and it just might kill me.

But still,
I'm so happy,
and just a bit sad.
I don't love you.
I don't love anyone.

I wish I loved someone.