a small collection of bad feelings

why oh why
do I always believe your lies?
I want a lion on my side,
who can swallow you for my pride.

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I tire of watching you bend over backwards
to protect the feelings of everyone else
while I’m sat in front of you
bleeding
.

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let the good times roll…

…into the ditch, I mean.

That’s all. I’m done with feelings for the night. How are you?

Poem: farewell kiss

All at once
with her mind’s eye
she sees

through
resounding light,
her whole life.

Every breath,
each beat of her
heart.

The what ifs
and the should
have beens

d
i
s
s
o
l
v
e

in a farewell kiss.

For finally
she has learned
to live

most
intentionally,

most
unapologetically,

here
and
now.
.
.
.