i found something special.
i'm the only one who can.
see it. hear it. and feel it.
don't drown
in the hole you dug
that i filled
with everything you've done wrong.
i over heard my conversation
with my bedroom floor
he told me that pastels
and paints..... won't cut it.
"you will on your own."
more cynical ways to smile
i've been looking for miles for
just the right place.
to bury all of my hope.
last night i emptied 3 pills bottles
and one pair of wrists
through blackened glass and too many smiles
i've been looking too hard
here's to every i miss you.
here's my letters.
i fucking hate you.
you can bury your hopes
right next....... to mine.