I’ve always been the scapegoat Internalized remnants Take the blame Self shame Seeking justice Entitled to worthiness There is a lot more coming Sole purpose to release radiation Distract ourselves It’s worse than previously thought Hysterical acid sobs Burnt and tortured Steer clear It happens on a daily basis Society unwilling to discuss the epidemic … Continue reading Wallflower
Truth is, life goes by, some dreams come true, while others die Selected memories push their way through, wanted or not Pictures are fading, swept away with ashes, lost to the sky I try to burn you out of thought You don't have to wonder if I think about you But I can't help wondering … Continue reading Fading
Dreams of memory loss Refractive nightmare replacement Dismembered and detached Off and running after sanative spirit and soul Despite debilitating disease Just because I’m smiling doesn’t mean I’m not in pain Screw what the world expects Social engagement keeps me sick I’d rather stay home with my 2 packs a day All I did today … Continue reading Plastic Girl
Too much time has passed I held a place in my heart for you Picked away at the scab to keep it open Time and tears prove strong It’s beginning to scar over The ache transforming to anger Too much time has passed The connection that held us together is stretched thin Beginning to fray … Continue reading Ending
No matter how hard I try, there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about you. My heart is forever broken because you left. Somedays it's all tears and sorrow. Others are full of anger and resentment. I simply cannot grasp how you could treat me this way, after all of … Continue reading Mountains
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger And lonely Open your heart and your friends disappear I wanted to make you a rainbow cake You pushed me in front of a bus On my road to recovery Addicted to the adrenaline rush That was illegal but it’s okay It’s the right thing to do Not … Continue reading Rainbow Cake
We lose friends. We are hurt by those meant to love us. We struggle to find answers. We will likely never have resolution. We might find comfort simply by accepting the reality We are just collateral damage.
Days of the innocent Children go outside, get lost in make-believe Carrying secrets not knowing the weight Believing the same of their playmates As they grew with invisible cracks Fractures in a vulnerable infrastructure Building blocks of brain damage Recognized when I left Remembered when you howled Catastrophic collapse Razor sharp relics resurface Regurgitated into … Continue reading Come With Me