the pit in my stomach leads to hell
your lungs are filled with ash and daisies, cough up the regret dear
you wear insomnia like a little black dress
you light yourself on fire to feel warm but all it does is numb your cells
even roses need their thorns clipped, snip away that which pricks you
don’t apologize for being a monster when that’s all they ever taught you
after you’ve buried the past, throw away the shovel, digging at 2am does no one any good
you’re like the stars, you’re beautiful when you fall
you were born, that is enough
you are vapid beauty and lethal wit
look in the mirror, and love them more than anything
learn how to be honest with people when they upset you
do not look at those memories with rose colored nostalgia, they will lead you astray
if the monsters come back please don't be silent this time
you have been fighting for so long you don’t even know who the real targets are anymore
you are more than the people who tried to wreck you
sometimes the right choices we make feel like shit