10/8
Every flicker of the clock lights a match under my aching rib cage
Every unfinished test crawls it’s thorns up my neck
My world stings with your stare 3 feet from mine
screaming earthquakes into the silence
You’ve wasted so much time not being good enough
10/9
10/12
gravity hugs me close to my bed sheets
as the weight of my unknown future sits smirking on my chest
i could make something of myself
but i am thin air
nothing more than an idea
and what can you make of that?
10/14
I’ve tried to write poems about hurt
In a language I was not fluent
I think it’s time
I listen
10/18
Face hidden in my phone as my feet pull me to class
I am texting myself poems.
I wish I could just say these things aloud
and rip headphones from ears like bandaids.
Maybe if I whispered this to a stranger
it’d be the first time they’ve been awake in years.
10/25
10/26
10/29
10/31
let’s hide behind masks and paint
and never say what we are afraid of
happy halloween
