U and I together 

Suicide is the morning cries tangled in confusion from one more bad night. Suicide is that emptiness in your chest, and pain in your stomach when you realize all you do is hurt the ones you’re in love with. Suicide is the pressure from a lonely room crippling you from getting out of bed. Suicide…

Black and white cookies

Thanks to you I learned the art of drinking by myself at hole in the wall bars where the bartenders don’t  care who’s ID they’re  scrutinizing when they card.  Black-and-white cookies in the cart remind me of you falling before I re-start to realize the truth you might never be with me, before I overthink,…

Glass

Those glasses impair my perfect vision. You’re dying I know, My empathy I refuse to extend. Because trying to live is all I have left when from every perspective I already feel dead.  Knowing is dangerous, so I’ll pretend I don’t.  I am a corpse, and you continue to prod and poke. This isn’t a…