Sitting on sand dunes in early March watching the cold Atlantic waves roll in and out may not be the ideal way to spend a Friday night. The harsh wint..
Keep this poem in your pocketOr list if that's what you want to call itThis is what I learned while I loved youYes, love past tenseI am no Pudge from ..
I threw what was ours awayThat's right, that year and whateverWas a wasteSee I pushed you miles and miles awayUntil I had to show you how far gone I w..
The first time I threatened suicideWhen I was with youYou disappeared for 3 daysNot a word where you wentThe first time you burned yourselfI added to ..
When I saw him holding her handI felt like I was going to throw upI sad on the bathroom floor straddling the toiletWith the stall door closedFor the n..
Rip every last piece of youFrom my smileFrom my laughTear the stitches you sewed my heart together with outI know you don't love me anymoreAt least I ..