Remember when you use to value my existence?
When I was important and worth talking to...
The death of us will be the rebirth of me...
Not what you expected right? You probably...
Your stanzas part and as they do so,
I lean in to kiss you softly, gently...
I split my wrist in half today, and as I watched
the blood transcend down my forearm, I was...
How is it, the one thing we use to be good at
(talking...
This sort of eerie grin manifests on my face
when I think of how we use to lay awake...
I'd get up to look you in the face for this,
but I must lay on my stomach as I've got...
We all start in this world as an egg.
Everyone develops and grows into a being...
*written for club challenge about a spirit/ghost
Why are you waiting to become one with me...
Fret not my love,
(If I can even call you that...
"Catch me if you can", screams a
striped paper that should be ripped...
This poem goes out to Amanda Todd, a 15 year old...