I feel like the chips
left at the bottom of the bag.
Too much to throw out
but too little to be
the first choice
next time you get hungry.

Waiting there in the pantry
until you get
a strong enough craving
to finish them off.

The longer you leave them
the more stale they get.
You reach down only to find
a shell of what they used to be.

I used to like thunderstorms.
The whole process.
The contrast of the dark sky
with the bright green trees.
How the rain drops start slowly
Spread out and random
Then all at once.
Thrusting it’s winds through the trees,
Making a beautiful passionate mess.
Until all you think about is the rain
Because,
That’s all that you’re surrounded by.
That’s all you can
See, Hear, Feel.

But lately my thunderstorms
Look different.
There is no contrast anymore,
It’s all gray.
The rain drops just come down,
No warning, no transition.
The winds feel too forceful,
Unnaturally overpowering.
Until the mess feels unfixable.
And all I can think about is the rain
Because,
That’s all I’m surrounded by.
That’s all I can
See, Hear, Feel.

For the girl who stays
Up thinking too much,
Clear your tears and
Kick your worries to the curb.

For once
Exhale the heaviness you carry, the
Emptiness you try to fill with
Little things that don’t matter.
Instead, wear that bumble bee hat, with
No cares about who likes it or who
Gives a **.
Simply let go and live.

Take me to a place where smiles
Flow freely and easily,
Laughter circulates like currency,
And happiness is the first language.

A place that has sunshine year round,
Day in and day out.
The flowers can’t help but bloom and spread
In the prettiest colors
Just emanating energy and light.

You can
Open your arms
to the winds of the night
Drown yourself
In the depths of the past
Wave your hands
On the side of the curb

But it will never
bring you stillness
bring you love
bring you home

Stop dreaming of first loves
Your honeymoon was
Never going to happen

That first kiss was day one
Out of one thousand
In a countdown to heartbreak

Don’t you dare tattoo his name
On your untouched skin
He’s going to leave

Get ahold of your vertigo
Find yourself a compass
And drive far away

The fall IS bad
And down IS down

He was never going to stay
A broken battery doesn’t do much good
To someone who runs fine on their own

Pick up the clothes you left on the floor
And forget

Let it hit you
That he’s lying so beautifully
Next to me