just think,
what does it take to be brave?
does it take courage?
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#fromthedraftsfolder
like creeping in a closet,
looking for christmas presents
and finding a diary instead,
#fromthedraftsfolder
you’re a safe place
weathered a lot of storms already
you could be my safe place
something strong and steady
you could be.
#fromthedraftsfolder
I look in the mirror,
and I tell that girl looking back,
“You are enough, always.”
She doesn’t believe me.
She’s got tears running down her cheeks,
she tells me,
“I’m just white trash.”
#fromthedraftsfolder
Somedays, I want to take a trip
On some acid, LSD kinda shit
Lose myself in a fucking dream
Be so lost I can’t even be seen
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Hello nostalgia,
nice of you to come around
bringing memories
#fromthedraftsfolder
Your words burn my soul like bright flame to a lone sheet of paper, mottled with eraser marks and pencil hearts. It is as though you have reached bare-handed through my skin, taken my heart between your fingers, and opened it to my very being. Inch by inch, your words unravel it with the same finesse as an angry sea with a sailboat. I would beg you to be kinder if I thought you would hear it, but I know that my words would fall far short of truly reaching you. You would sooner rip my soul to pieces and leave the pieces to the Devil rather than see that you are no better than the others. You speak of peace and love and truth, but you would sooner have me drown in the ocean rather than believe in peace, or give love, or search for truth in anything other than what you already have found.
#fromthedraftsfolder
Resentment seeps out of my pours
runs like spider veins, black veins
where it chokes me,
not enough to kill, but enough to make me feel rage
makes…
#fromthedraftsfolder
mother’s day.
the day when the rest of the world
is celebrating and cherishing,
and i am here,
remembering you.
#fromthedraftsfolder
There’s a shadow that haunts me,
funny how it walks like you.
