The Healing Process

Framework

Broken

I think
Everyone is broken
It's just a matter of how we
Keep ourselves together,
How we put on a fake smile, and
How we hold ourselves up when
Everything

Is

Crumbling

Down

Around

Us...

Lie

You can lie
And say I'm
Beautiful
And smart
And skinny

I can lie
And smile
And laugh
And hide the scars

The smile on
My face
Hides the
Pain in my
Eyes

The thing we
Have in common
Is you lie
To help me
And I lie

To help you

11:11

I wish I was happy
I wish I was pretty
I wish I was smart
I wish I was dead
And last but not least
I wish wishes came true
But I guess that's why they're called wishes,
You can wish all you want
And never get
What you ask for

That Again

I just want to hurt.
I want to feel pain.
I want to get lost again
like I used to.
Caught up
in the slice of the blade
and the spots of red
and the pain that shot
through my arm
that made me forget
I was living this life.

I want that again.

To A Place

Let the rain fall
And carry me away
To a place where
I can be as happy
As I pretend to be

The World

The world is full
of empty promises
and empty people
trying to fill the emptiness
with love and drugs
and fake happiness.
The world is full
of broken people
and broken lives.
This world is crumbling
down around us.
This world is on fire,
burning down around
all these empty
oblivious people
who are just looking for
a good time
or a way out.

Broken people

We said "I love you"
Out of habit
Said "goodnight"
To say we talked

Our words lost meaning
We fought more
Than we talked

Now you're broken
I can't say I care
And I'm broken
You say that you know

Our relationship taught me
Ruined minds
Broken hearts
And lost souls
Can't become friends

But I'll still love you
Even after I become
Another person of
Your screwed up past

Just An Idea

I'm in love
With the idea of love
And hate
That it's just an idea

Real Love

Real
Love isn't
Too bad

(Now read Bottom to Top)

So-called Love

You loved me
when you left.
You loved me
when I was out
of your reach.
Then when I came close,
you stopped loving me.
So I left.
And you loved me again.

The Poem of Questions

How many days would it take
For you to notice I stopped
Texting first?
How many days would it take
For you to realize
I gave up?
How many days would it take
Your love for me
To leave your heart?

If the roles were flipped
Would you cry
Like I do?
If the roles were flipped
Would you mourn
A living person?
If the roles were flipped
Would you still
Carry on?

And I wonder
If you actually
Mean what you say?
And I wonder
If you care
As much as me?
And I wonder
If I ask these things
Will they dig my grave?

Then and Now

I've always been labeled
* Bad
* Stupid
* Rude
Now people call me
* A good person
* Talented
* Innocent
And it's weird cause
Now I don't know
Which to believe,
And who sees what,
And if this change
Is Christ
Or new habits.

I've always been told
* Kill yourself
* No one cares
* Shut up
Now people tell me
* Fight
* I care
* Talk to me
And it's weird cause
Now I don't know
Which to do,
And who to trust,
And if my thoughts
Are true
Or old lies.

Flowers

People are like flowers.
We grow.
Some are prettier than others.
Some are changed
to be what people want
to see.
Some are plastic and fake
and last forever
and are used to show the real flowers
how they "should" look.
Some had the potential
to be big and beautiful
but got ripped from their roots
and given to someone
who forgot to put them in water.
Some are growing
in all the wrong places
and getting stepped on
and overlooked.
Some are getting tangled up
in weeds and are losing the things
they need to survive.
So do you see?
People are like flowers.

Poem pt.5

Aidon,
I am sorry
For trying to leave
And being found by you
You gave me
A second
Chance

Sammy,
I miss you,
Your stupid jokes
And our late night movies
You give me
A reason
To smile

Scarlett,
I love you,
Forever you're there
With unending support
You give me
A reason
To fight