Posts
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a fluke in the feeling department
valentines day
less than a week away
ive never been
in lovesomething powered off
earlylonging for someone
to notice mei mistake that
for desirewas it a crush
or just
friendship -
stranger
i saw a stranger
her face blurred
tears dripping
one
at
a
time
numbness
expressionless
emotionless
lost.
mirror
cracked
shattered
a million pieces
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small numbers
some people
are scared
of needles
some people
are scared
of dogs
some people
are scared
of fire
all woven
together
to the fear of pain
pain
pain
pain.
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rejection
I've always
been scared
of rejection
so I
don't do
anything
i hold
myself back
from things
others do
i've always
been scared
of rejection
so how
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crush #30 - unreciprocated
i've had
29
crushes.
the problem is
almost
none
were
reciprocated.
recently
i've developed
another
on one of my
friends,
forbidden.
to her
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blueberry pancakes
the last time i ate
was this morning
blueberry pancakes
warm
the smell of cinnamon
wafting from them
i ate a bite
then stopped
i imagine
ten year old me
running to the table
Loves
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You were told.
In kindergarten you were told
you can not wear your light up sketchers.
“Why they’re new?” you whine.
In kindergarten you were told
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Blowing Out the Candles
When I turned five, I wished for new Barbies.
So I could play pretend on the playground.
When I turned eight, I wished for new slime.
So I could make big slime bubbles with my friends.
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Thoughts in Rhyme.
Poetry is my way of expression.
I have recently discovered this.
A way to say my thoughts with intention.
It makes my mind empty but full of bliss.
Poetry is my new obsession.
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you're the cure
my day started sad.
nothing could make it better,
but then I saw you
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the sky full of wishes
I wish I were the sun.
Bright and happy.
Beams of light.
The thing people look forward to seeing.
I wish I were the moon.
Dark and mysterious.
Shapeshifting silver disc.
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Just Breathe
Just breathe, that’s what I’m told
In and out
You’re feeling anxious? Just breathe.
You can’t sleep? Just breathe.
As I breathe in and out, and in and out
I think about the time when I didn’t want to breathe