Category: writings

not the first (a note)

you don’t need to explain why you don’t want to commit i understand i have been told i am a liability rather than a love i am a lost cause rather than a clear begining i am full of scars and bruises while you are in brand new condition i should’ve noticed the signs passing […]

i don’t know my destination pt. 1

  When I was younger, it was clear to me that my parents had not lived out their dreams. Although I never felt as if I was the cause to this, I always felt a sort of responsibility to better myself in spite of this. You know, the classic ‘don’t end up like me’ argument your parents give you when […]

in confidence

  The bed never felt empty after you left   Even when I would lay awake at night   In the very place we let ourselves die   Sleeping by myself still felt so right   At the end I realized I didn’t need you   I think you knew the whole time   The […]

i’m not sure where i’m meant to be

but darling he loved me when no one else could when you were back home holding back her fists at parties in the woods he fell asleep in my creations   and haven’t i told you? you pulled the double shot i wouldn’t quite call it “kicking me while i’m down” it was more like […]