Some words, if left unspoken, will repeatedly carve themselves in you until you preach them.

Keep It Together

Safety pins are
only safe
if you remember
to keep them pinned,
and paper clips
don’t hold as tight
as staples, stuck
through papers’
tattered edges,
and glue sticks
can’t fix
broken hearts
or shattered windows,
just like 
duct tape
won’t save
a leaky pipe 
or make you
forget
last night.

I grab at everything, I end up with nothing, and then I feel bereft.
I mourn over the loss of something I never even had.
I am a sick, sick girl.

cycles

This is the same war
I fought before.
      Different man,
      Different lips,
Same deception.

ambiguity

confused uncertain insecure self-aware worried paranoid frustrated stressed etc etc

all bad things

Cozy

Eyes fail under the sun,
they've adjusted to the night,
and I'm eating at the darkness
because I hate my own light.
I'm wearing myself down
though my spirit wants to roam;
these walls I built around myself
were never meant to be a home.

Sight is another spectrum
that I don't understand,
the wrong sensory input..
like tasting with my hands.
And this prison that was safe
is where I'm most alone
and the walls I've built around myself
is the place I call home.

ugh

just a while
just enough
to catch our falling breath

don't look
as i change
just promise
you'll still listen

if i change the tone
of my voice
it is only
to near the surface 

if i come out
looking worse
then hand me honesty
honestly

there are words
still left unsaid
before the clouds burst

and if it pours
you know
you can always, always
stay with me