September 15th, 2009
I am the queen of weird poetry,
sloppy rooms,
and messy feelings.
Creative thoughts,
good intentions,
and easily distracted.
I either fall easy,
or I fall fast,
and I always get hurt.
Bright colors,
random thoughts,
and I never want to grow up.
Note: I haven’t posted any old content in awhile, so throwbacks will be my focus going forward!
September 1st, 2009
When you say you love me, I feel comfort, but I don’t think I love you anymore. After all these years I still feel awkward when I see you, and I don’t think that’s going to change. You taught me so much I could never learn on my own. Thank you for teaching me how to feel and how to hurt. I’ve gotten to the point I just want to take myself so far, to where my knees give out, and no matter where I am, I’ll be okay. I want to think that I will always have you as a friend, because no matter how in love with you I was, I don’t think being more would be best for us ever again. Thank you for helping me to grow, and for being part of my experience, but most of all, thank you for never loving me back.
January 24th, 2022
Am I too obvious
Predictable to a fault
Exposed wounds are bleeding
So you rub it in like salt
Am I too honest for you
Someone that communicates
Feelings are too much
You’re done with my updates
But you’re too inconsistent
You go from hot to cold
I can’t keep up anymore
This routine has grown old
So now it is your turn
And this game is chess
You’ll play checkmate
But I’ve won nonetheless
Because I owe it to myself
After all I’ve been through
It’s time to move on
From this life I outgrew
Doll Poetry 