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My boyfriend is suicidal. When chopping vegetables for dinner, he always holds the knife a little too close to his wrist And he keeps a gun ..

People used to tell me all the time that we looked like twins; they said that when they saw a picture of us, they couldn’t tell wh..

A poem for my friend who committed suicide tonight.

A few weeks ago, my dad found a lump on his neck And out of all of the things that it could have been, I instantly worried in case it was throa..

I lay here in this bath-tub And stare at the water Stained with dirt from a hard day’s work But the poet in me Says that it..

I pour salt onto my wounds as a metaphor for how you broke my heart Once wasn’t enough for you; You had to come back in like a wrec..

It was time. For 9 months I had carried you around in my stomach; I had cooed over adorable dresses and booties and pored over ‘Pare..

I am lost; All of my days have been spent wandering through this labyrinth of life, Searching for myself I look in the mirror and I don&..

You sleep with Rosary beads clasped in your hand, As if hoping that your life will be perfect when you wake up And you refuse to eat a m..

If I dated someone like me, Our evenings would be spent curled up on the sofa with a book in our hands And we would write each other sent..