Silence

My head is a busy place.

There's always a ton of thoughts zipping around,

Trying to organize them and failing.

There's always a song stuck in my head

Because I live with music

In music

I embody it.

N0w

My brain is silent.

I don't have any thoughts.

A single emotion

Is all that's there

And I feel hollow

Useless.

There isn't any music in my head

And I need there to be.

I need a song.

To fill my heart with other people's problems.

I want to run away from my own.

Silence

But the worst possible kind.

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

Poetry

By QueenBee

College and other future plans and maybes

When we talked about college
Four years away for you
Five for me
You want to go to MIT
"Math", you said
4.7% acceptance rate
Buddy, trust me, if anyone can make it it's you and that's not even bias,

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Punching waves

My therapist told me not to punch waves
I think it was supposed to be a metaphor
I don't punch waves
I throw myself into them
Relentlessly
Until I can't feel the pain

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Poetry

By QueenBee

If I called you

If I called you
Right now
In the middle of the night
If I called you in tears
And said I don't know
I don't know how to do this anymore
Maybe I never did
One second I'm fine
The next

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