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In honor of Yom HaShoah, or Holocaust Remembrance Day. An open letter to the boys in the hallways of my mi..

There are days I wish your words would Cut me like razors across the wrist Bleed out the demons That aren’t really there There are days I w..

I want to know your definition of beauty and if it looks anything like the stars in your eyes or the galaxy above us the night we tried to see the..

When i told you i loved you, you stared blankly, i mean the smell of love is not dirty sheets and cum and i would never be your one true one but ..

This is my relapse poem For every night I’ve seen deeper than skin Every time I’ve called a voicem..

Here is what I know to be true The leaves fall off the trees in autumn and The weather gets quite cold this..

he’s Got a voice like salt water When it gets in your mouth you Wanna spit it out but After a whil..

It's doesn't have an ending yet... still working on this....

Just because I don’t have a camouflage jacket doesn’t mean I haven’t fought in a war.The kind where guns are pointed at your headAnd..

Every Tuesday afternoon I preach “Prevention of Teen Suicide” I Can’t even keep myself alive, ..