Poetry

Sometimes
I wake up
And I just can’t
I can’t get up
I can’t go to school
I can’t go get my meds
Why?
Because sometimes
It’s too much
Accepting this world
Is just too much
And I just can’t
Make myself

"You realize

If we do this

It's like going back in time,"

I tell you,

I tell you,

Over and over and over.

You don't listen.

You've never listened.

It’s a ball of knotted string

Stuck under my ribcage.

Whenever I start to untangle it,

I break a sweat & forget

Why I even tried. 

I look at him.

He looks at me.

We're both holding back laughter.

The elevator doors won't open,

And worse than that,

We're stuck in here

With a lot of other

Random

People

Who we don't know!

Under the green jungle crown 

you silently go, 

Shimmers of light pattering 

down onto your soft, worn skin. 

What is something

What is nothing

If you think about it

When you've forgotten the reason,

remember a snippet of who you were.

Oblivious. 

Hello.

This is hard, but my armor won't get stronger if I don't talk to you.

She used to listen to the snow and think about how beautiful the world was, how magical.

How perfect, pristine, like a flower curled in a tiny fist.

Why can’t I be both 

Why can’t I like

Crop tops 

And still support

Women’s rights

Why can’t I wear makeup 

And still think 

All bodies

Are beautiful 

Why is it bad

Into the meadow we run together, 

Faces shining in the sun.

Beneath the starry sky we wander,

'Til what we seek is done.

We play and we laugh

We joke and we splash

In the waters of a shimmering lake.

People see me run 

towards the sun

but they don't see

what I’m running from.

I chase one high after another,

picking up the pace to outpace the monster

but when dusk comes

One foot

Infront of the other

Head held high

Flat expression

On my face

The only sign

Of any emotion

Are my fists

Clenched by my sides

Or my thumb

Tapping each finger