I saw you slowly walk away from my life,
Taking small steps one at a time,
I lost you a thousand times,
Before I actually lost you.
I lost a piece of my heart,
Piece by piece it broke into a thousand shards,
Yet I held onto you,
Because I wanted to keep even the smallest parts of us.
Even a second of love we carried,
Hoping for you to turn around one last time.
To see the pain in my eyes,
Feel the desperation in my heart for you,
Hoping you'd change your mind once,
Hoping you'd remember us,
But you didn't.
The day you walked out,
I had no heart to lose
No heart to shed a tear.
I saw you go,
Slowly and then all of a sudden.
When you left,
I understood that it was not just you who left,
I lost a piece of myself too.
I watched you go,
With every single step you took
A piece of me followed you,
Till I was just a memory left behind with a piece of love.

Hey you there

It's not just me in here
Oh how I wish you could hear the coconspirator
Or see in a single tear how loud the fear of fear truly can be
And how I'm so rarely allowed to steer

I AM a dark passenger, MY dark passenger
A near prison like constricting atmosphere with no breathing apparatus gear
Life can be so impossibly cavalier
Death is always closer than it should ever appear, regardless of the mirror

In my story I have the glory of a lone fourth musketeer
With a crowded asylum between each ear
So many questions but not a single agreed upon answer will appear
And I've yet to meet this so called infallible puppeteer

Though the hierarchy is clear, it passes through an auctioneer
"Punish thee if thy finds I should ever veer from thy holy 'engineer'"
Hell, they can stay put like a headlight frozen deer
I'd rather be allowed to be the one to disappear

I did not ask to be here

©2025

You’re not allowed here
Your room
The smell of clutter
Cuts through you
The trauma the trash
The lies shatter you
stay in your room don’t go
I matter right
Don’t fight
Shhh dont lash out they won’t hear a word
Trash doesn’t deserve to get out
Your a monster right stay longer
your lost in the process toss in  piles and piles
I’m lost in the lies and the misery
Dont yell don’t make a scene leave
Don’t come back
That room isn’t yours
Was  I a guessed let’s guess
I was your daughter
But just laugh it off
Because what you keep inside
builds up just like the clutter
Don’t look back
Those roots rot  
Because they will lack the ability to move forward
You left but that trash stayed back
Don’t go back.

RLC