Thursday, May 31, 2012


I want to curl up
And rock away
From this world

I want to scream
And show everyone
I am not permanent

I want to tear my skin
And find 
Whatever is hiding inside

I want to kick and punch
Leave marks and scars
That can be seen

I want to run 
From my tangled mess
It never leaves

Monday, May 14, 2012


Fingernail indentations
Marked onto my skin
I stare at them silently
As you keep talking

I curl my hand back
Open and close
And I watch them bleed
While you keep talking

I dig in deeper
Trying to unleash
The emptiness inside of me
And you keep talking