I’ve been writing poetry my whole life. I’m pretty emo. Anyway, here’s Wonderwall.
Teenage girls aren’t publishing novels Lauded as classics, mined for insight in troubling times But they could be, if only we’d let them And oh, the novels they would write More effortlessly satirical than Franzen, wryer than Wilde More epic than Tolkien Sweeping and poignant, like Shelley and Brontë But rooted in the incomprehensible present […]
What if all it takes is one person giving you explicit permission to love yourself unconditionally?
But then, poets cannot be free, if they are too poor to live.
Fear of success Is similar to fear of failure Except, way less self-serving Maybe think about that
Never tell me the odds. Because against all odds, I have survived this long. Even odds are often wrong.
To exhale Is not what it seems Holding your breath Oxidizing dreams
For those who are joining this party already in progress, you may find yourself observing something along the lines of WOW, OKAY, SHE IS KIND OF A LOT But rest assured, this is part of the plan, the spin, the subjectively applied filter that takes a person and turns them into A Package Kind of […]
There was so much to be afraid of, proud of, and grateful for (in 2019) Holding onto the past was a pastime we sought to reject Instead of blaming, or destroying, we (some of us) chose to build…and yet Sometimes, it’s exhausting, and difficult to believe (in a new year) Yesterday, we thought things […]
Updating my site With some poetry last night From angsty times of yore Neglected to uncheck Subscriber notices, heck Now everyone thinks I’m a chore TLDR: tech can boost As long as it’s used Not for emo cyber war
Today, I feel ______________. But I know that can’t last. Because I’ve always survived—somehow—those things in my past That made me feel ___________, or __________, or scared. So, even though I’m feeling ________________, I’m also prepared. Today, I can’t ______________, because I am grieving. But tomorrow, I’ll be _____________. Because I’m bent on achieving _______________ […]
“To love oneself, is the beginning of a lifelong romance.” Oscar Wilde said that. “Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams.” Lady Gaga. You go, girl. “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference.” Robert […]
If I’m going to feel lonely, I’d rather be alone. There are few feelings worse, in my opinion, Than being surrounded by others who are actively Engaging with one another, while actively disengaged From you. Even if it’s only one person, And that person is choosing not to connect with you. Even—especially—though you’re the only […]
You can’t hurt me. You have no power over me. You don’t get to tell me what to do. You don’t live here. Anymore. I don’t trust you. I don’t love you. I don’t think about you. I don’t want you. Anymore. I’m not going to cry over you. You’re not the center of my […]
When I was five, Or maybe six, I wanted to be a princess. But as I grew, Somehow I knew My life was meant for greatness. I wanted to build, And teach, and save The world for future generations. Then I met you, And forgot what I knew. My new dream was your adoration. Now […]
You can’t get fish from a pear tree. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. You can’t have your cake and eat it, too. You can’t force oil and water to mix. When the cats are away, the mice will play. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Where there is no trust, […]
When I think of the ones who’ve broken my heart In all my life, even if I didn’t know it then There exists a common thread between their stories In that someone else in their lives had already broken them Does it make it easier, I wonder, to forgive yourself For intentionally doing […]
Breathe in through the hopefulness Exhale through the pain Grit your teeth to dam your tears Grip tightly to your shame Hate the words that brought you comfort Loathe the places you once cherished Take a picture of your suffering Hang it up, don’t be embarrassed Flaunt your jaded, broken beauty Slap […]
X I like your mustache. I tolerate your music. Everything else…meh.
IX You stole my records. I want Blue Oyster Cult back. You can keep Bieber.
VIII No, YOU don’t get it. I am breaking up with YOU. I call dibs on first.
VII You can’t stay with me. I totally respect that. I’ll leave, in your car.
VI #IHateYou. @YouAreTheWorstEver. Spell it out, moron.
V Tell me you’re sorry. I won’t believe you mean it. One lie, for the road.
IV Your friends are losers. Halo isn’t a career. You’ll all die alone.
III Your mom hated me. That’s what you told me, liar. She’ll hate this one more.
VP Anderson 
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