I never have things to run to, only things to run from.

My dreams aren't dreams unless your there,
there with me in some way,
and when I wake up, I'm out of air,
cuz even in dreams, you take my breath away.

These words and this pen
have become a gun to my head
I want to hold on but I don't know if I can
so now I'm letting go again

I sit here wondering so many things
like why you couldn't stay,
why your cancer had to spread like wings
that took you so far away

rip Rachel. I miss you sister.

I wanted to make everything OK
but now you're just so far away
and I'm still stuck in yesterday...

&& to be honest...I don't know what I would do
if there was ever a me without a you...

I'm sorry dear mom that i turned out to be gay
I'm sorry that you didn't plan on you're "perfect daughter" being this way
but this is who i am, and i can't change me
nor would i want to because this me is happy

I hold my breath
Waiting until I am gone
But with a long sigh
I keep moving on

My thoughts locked away
my insides a mess
i fail to feel
my beating chest

I try to escape this darkness within
But then I stumble,
And my world starts to spin
Everything falls, and I tumble down
Until there's rock bottom
And no ones around

=from my poem "no where to hide" check it out??=