HappyGiraffe123

Conflicting feelings in my brain

In my heart

As I lay awake,

Not entirely sane.

Conflicting thoughts, all knotted up.

How do I untangle,

Fix what I've lost?

How do I make sense of it?

Dolls, who you dress up in pink and white, 

dolls, who you take to the park or on a flight, 

dolls, who are made of plastic and cloth, 

they are always so girly, never unique or even goth.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

We’ve known each other 

Since we’ve been in school

We were inseparable 

Through elementary and high

the doors

are left open

for him

to walk through

and brightly lit

with all

he will ever need

when beside him

there is a girl

stumbling through

a dark hall

unable to find her way

I stood in the kitchen

Hiss

Went my teakettle

Then my eyes turned to my aged wooden door creaking open.  I live in the forest alone.  It’s a peaceful sort of alone.

Chirp chirp!