just tell me this ( Read more... )

when does it stop? reaching out into the endless emptiness, the space that you one filled ( Read more... )

since he left me everything is turned upside down inside out never gonna feel right again wrong. the honey in my tea tastes sour as a lemon peel, and i still can't seem to swallow any of this ( Read more... )

so one year ends and the next begins and i can remember when i hated the fuss, the surge for celebration, couldn't figure how the end was different than the middle, just another point in the cycle of years passing, in the linear progression of time moving by ( Read more... )

the sound of your breathing sings me to sleep ( Read more... )

there is something so heartbreakingly haunting about knowing how helpless i am ( Read more... )

the night was dirty and black and so beautiful
and the future super cars whizzed past us as we wandered through downtown in our scarves and sweaters
and i was in love with the boy and girl we were that night
and we held hands and walked hurriedly and watched the fast cars pass
and i looked at you and somehow i knew that you were meant to break my

how do you get past the past
where is the defining line that separates then from now
everything i am is still so caught us in who i was
i thought i had moved on? did i go anywhere at all?

fighting sleep, fighting dreams ( Read more... )

somedays i hold my head up high, restless yet reassured,
carrying a world without corners.
and somedays the clicking of my shoes is a foreign sound,
feeling like a little girl dressed up in my mother's clothing.

mostly i was made like an angel,
but somedays i waste wishing i could just once look over the edge to hell.