#shefeelingswrites

Up and down and all around honey Honey Honey That taste sweet and sticky slobber Sludge through my gears Gear she is Words moving up and up until they Latch on like a grappling hook dig in and climb up until they Red she is Fall back down up and down and All around And Cling to one another like Broomsticks like Lady like I'm sorry for the future I I'm gonna be a nice person to you Yeah that's true But I'm sorry for missing you Something Out Oh Oh there's nothing wrong With Oh there's nothing wrong But Oh there's nothing wrong About This This is what the other people think of you Not true This is how you think Not true This is how I think I think I think I'm writing this for you For you Up and down and all around honey Honey honey honey Sweet Sweet dreams come to Come to me baby Baby baby Honey sweet I'm so happy for you and I'm so happy for the day and I'm sorry for missing out on my God she is Oh she is Oh yeah Oh no That was That sounds Like this since high Class I'm not sure How I think How I thought This would be any thing Any thought That anyone would understand would read would comprehend but I write it anyways you can read it anyways from start to finish up and Down and All around, Honey.

It's not easy to admit when a love is dying And it dies in one before it dies in the other It dies in one And then it dies in the air And hair And hands And eyes And then the words come out and it is dead But it's still alive inside the other ALIVE and screaming Screaming because it knows it's dead Dead in a few days, dead in a month, dead tomorrow, And it's screaming and crying all the things it should have done but it's too late now because it's dead And it's hard to admit when a love is dead And it's even harder to kill it It won't be smothered or burned or drowned or hung It will only leave this world screaming and crying and singing and tearing apart its mother Because it isn't easy to love And it's even harder to admit When a love is dead and gone

Haven't been writing poetry, happy sad none no poetry Haven't been drawing anything sad or happy no drawing Haven't been eating When I sleep I have nightmares Not scary dreams just dreams of him And when I'm awake it feels like a nightmare All I can think of is my window at the apartment And how easy it would be once I got home to climb out it and jump off the fire escape It's fine

Things to do after a two year relationship ends: Cry A lot Finish two boxes of Kleenex Run to your roommate and cry Cry more Take a shower Put your contacts in Cry more Text your family Text your friends Change his name on your phone Change your wallpaper Cry more Put some makeup on Don't cut Don't cut Don't cut Go out Watch beer pong Get lit Smoke more Smoke more Smoke more Get a cup of wine Sip it sip it Sip more Smile Rock in a chair Sip it Sip it Sip more Write this