Poems











Weeping willow



The back of my eyelids never hurt me

I'm afraid of the dark

but the dreams that follow free me



The ache in my heart is easily silenced

I dream the pain away

never resorting to violence



instead of the cuts on my arms

They're deep in my heart

but I get the urge when I wake to my alarm



blue and black bags

blood sucker skin

They all feel like nags



My head hits the pillow

I'm in the dark

then dreaming of that weeping willow



The wind blows

and the leaves follow

I swear the tree glows

and I forgot about tomorrow



I don't feel the ache anymore

It's quiet

but not a bore



I'm happy, free

but nothing last forever

beep, beep, beep



first i wake then i weep

it hurts

i just want to go back to sleep











Shaken, broken, bruised



i feel the hands drown me under

i hear the air from my lungs pop

they travel farther



the surface where you watch me drown

my hand disappears

angry waves crash down



they shake the happy thoughts of you

showing me the truth



all your hands on me

make it hard to stand

my shaken, broken, bruised knees



I'm shaken, broken, bruised

shaken, broken, bruised

shaken, broken, bruised



boy don't you make me feel used