Saturday, September 10, 2016

Day 346

yesterday I woke up tired
it hurt to open my eyes
and so I went back to sleep
and when I woke up again
the sun was disappearing
and I lived in the darkness

today I woke up sad
but I pushed myself to
get up and get dressed 
and it hurt at first
but then I smiled at the sun
and I walked in its rays

tomorrow I'll wake up happy
and if not tomorrow
then maybe the next day
or maybe it will take me
a week or a month
but I'll get there


Thursday, September 8, 2016

Day 345

I am not made of glass
I am made of words

take a step back
or when my body crumbles

you will be engulfed
by pieces of my soul

drowning in
syllables and haikus

but soon you will be
surrounded by new faces

and unimaginable places
you can be the main character

in all my broken poetry
and then you will regret

ever trying to
break me 


Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Day 344

the tips of my fingers
were carved
to write sweet words
on blank pages

but I am tired
of all the love poems
my heart insists
on pouring out

I pour water
over my bleeding hands
to wash away
all the empty words

while a blank page
stares me in the eye
beckoning me
to pick up my pen

you think you know
what I am made of
but I am not afraid
to try something new



Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Day 343: Heart and Soul

after all this time I thought it was just my heart
that hurt and
could be broken
but today I felt something
deeper
behind my heart
and my lungs

I think maybe
it was my soul

it started as a dull ache
in my ribs
and tightened my lungs
so my breaths became short
and then I swear
I felt you in my body
knocking on my heart
as if to say

I'm never letting
you go


Sunday, September 4, 2016

Day 342

I know what it does to you
to watch him love another
but keep your head up

don't let anyone see you looking down
or another boy will swoop in
and help you off the ground

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Day 341

tonight
you fell asleep on my chest
and I became conscious
of every breath

watching my chest rise and fall
and feeling so loved
that you trusted me
with such an innocent task
of being your resting place
your home for slumber
and I will slow my heart's rhythm
so you can focus on your dreams
and if a nightmare creeps
into your mind
just open your eyes
and feel my heart beating close to yours


Friday, September 2, 2016

Day 340

you saw a perfect heart
to break
and went after it like prey
biting deep into my skin
and watching the blood
seep from my veins
even then I still trusted you
and isn't that a shame
because you watched
me slowly hate myself
though you were the one
to blame