Writing

Fallen trees and burning wake follows thee 

Collaboration breaks to burning hate

If not, malice behind ev’ry decree 

Much grandeur, but collapse remains your fate. 

I am still growing tall

Reaching my shoots 

of knowledge and ideas

of perspective and friendship

high into the sky to roam

with the falcons and eagles

sparrows and finches.

Someday

I sit in class, 12:19

Staring at the yellow walls.

Your face fills my mind. 

I can't help but think of you after this week

It was so complicated yet so perfect.

I awake on the floor in the dark. All around me is emptiness, inexplicable emptiness. The thick blackness pushes against my eyeballs, digging its thumbs into my skull. Disoriented, I scrabble against the floor, a thin and matted carpet.

I watched a horror movie at a birthday party

a hangout with my girlfriends

I like being scared

We had fun

not thinking about we'd have to

go home

alone

I will start right off by saying

this is about you

not him

although I love all my friends

I think we need a little extra here so

I got defensive too.

I got angry too.

I always do.