Nightmares

in and out of nightmares

scarred with your eyes

even after all these years

my guilt never dies

Lost

stars can’t guide me home

from the darkness

that you left me lost in alone

Ways Part II

but i find ways to find

comfort that i can bring

in the words that i say

to stop you from hurting 

and i find ways to find

hope where hope’s lost

telling others of my failures

and of success’s cost

so i find ways to find

myself and all that means

moping in bed or out in

an xl shirt and jeans

Ways Part I

i find ways to hide

to not let them see

how i’ve failed and

how i’m not pretty

i find ways to hide

how my life is less

than my seaside vacations

and my sunshine dress

i find ways to hide

that i’m angry and flawed

a superstar at work

not just another fraud

Getting Over You

all the words in the world 

cannot help me get over you 

i was a fool to believe

i could ever stop loving you

Living and Dying

you live only once 

is a big fat lie

you live every day

but so do you die

Friendship

you don’t have to be there 

every time i break

as long as you make me laugh

when i cry a lake

Excuses

you’ll never 

run out of excuses 

to do nothing 

with your life

The Perfect Couple

silly laughs

and stupid fights

dancing under

the starry lights

being apart

holding hands

pain or joy

love withstands

Who Are You

you’re not your cv

or your waistline

you’re not your parents

or your sun sign

you’re not your promotions

or the money you make

you’re just the love

in this world you make

Picking Up The Pieces

pick up the pieces

start over again

you’re not your mistakes

chant it thrice, amen

Puzzles

there is more 

that separates us

than binds 

us together

but that is how

puzzle pieces

complete each other

Pain

you can’t live life

if you don’t know pain

you can act all stoic

but you know you feign

Love Hurts

smile,

you pretty little thing

learn to love,

even when it stings

Regret

 every regret

i have is from

taking for granted

things i should

have valued

What Souls Are Made Of

 your soul is made of

broken love

a dozen failures

childhood friendships

insecurities

incomplete thoughts

endless hope

and me

and everyone else

What am I

 am i a broken childhood

or am i shards of heart

am i made of falsehood

or of unconditional love

am i my fears alive

or my dark desires dead

am i my own keeper

or am i yours instead

Forgiveness

i am riddled 

with the guilt

of hurting you

and though 

you forgave me

i didn’t

forgive me too

Broken Pieces

 i could try 

to pick up the shards

and glue them back

together again

but it seems

i can’t even count 

the broken pieces

so where do i begin

Being Unhappy

 don’t call me brave

most times,

i just refuse

to let myself

be happy.

and in some

twisted world,

i end up

doing more

than others

find courage

to do.

Guilt

 most times 

i feel 

more guilt

for things 

i didn’t do

than those 

i did

Love Itself

nothing was easier 

than love

when I was with you

and now

nothing is harder

when you’re gone

Love Doesn't Cost a Thing

who says love 

doesn’t cost a thing

i buy your smiles 

with words of warmth that 

could have been spent on me 

i pay for days when 

you’re sad with patience 

and understanding

i fix your tears 

with sacrifices 

i ought not to be making

my love

loving you costs everything

Parts of Me

 i wish i too could love

as deeply as you did

those secret parts of me, that i so hated

Fickle Hope

 hope is fickle friend

you can hold on to it

take on mountains

change the world

and lose it one day

like your keys

Loving Me

 when you loved me

it was easy to love me too

Hope and Patience

 hope is easy

it’s patience that’s hard

Made of Stone

 i shall go 

so far away

you will 

forget 

my face 

one day

i am made 

of stone

my love 

thank for 

making me 

this way