You used to hate my laugh.
So I stopped laughing...

I tried reaching out to you,
All I was able to grasp was a stiff dial tone...

'Help me, help me.'
She says...

I’m trying to be pretty.
Comb my hair...

A sharp light pierces through the window
Casting little rays of light over your...

My hair, it's the color of dirt.
The kind that gets stepped on, kicked, and...

It fills his mouth,
& I'm envious...

I find myself writing these poems,
Filled with words I could never say...

I knocked.
And you refused to let me in, I continued to...

It’s pretty clear to me that when you said you...
Break...

When they shut the door behind them, we moved a...
When they shut the door behind them, our eyes...

I realized I'm beauitiful,
when the scars on my body are my own...