3:52am my eyes are burning

Sometimes I feel so lonely at night when I can’t sleep and thoughts of you came into my head and keep replaying themselves nonstop. I think of all the words you said to me and those that I told you and the unsaid things I would die to say to you. These are the times when I remind myself to start thinking about something else because it’s a waste of energy and heartbeat thinking about things that will never happen. Then that’s when I start feeling sorry for myself because all the things I ever thought about haven’t really happened in my whole life.

I feel lonely not because I’m all alone at night. I feel lonely because my subconscious mind knows that I should be doing something or be with someone and yet I’m not.

The loneliness comes from something that doesn’t even exist. It’s like having the sensation of an amputated arm. This phantom limb keeps reminding my brain to feel its existence even when it’s gone.

I need someone to hold.

No. Not someone.

I need you.

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.

I hate it when people break up their facebook statuses and turn them into poems.

That’s not how you write a poem you idiot. Unless it’s under very special circumstances, you never start with “I” or “You”. Please respect Literature. I didn’t attend literature class for no reason you dumbfucks. Don’t ruin the beauty in poetry.

And please don’t confront me leaving me hate mails cuz everyone has a way of art appreciation, and the facebook status thing just doesn’t work for me.

There are times when I just can’t stop thinking, “How can you do this to me?”

Do I even deserve all this

I’ve been uninspired for almost three weeks.

Happy 18th birthday to me woohoo

Damn writer’s block, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck ugh

We did yoga in gym class today and I’m still having a writer’s block.

Worst feeling ever.

It burns when I shower

I’m sorry I’m such a sad, sad girl.

MY COUSIN FUCKED ME AND I LIKED IT

OK. NOW THAT I GOT YOUR ATTENTION, THE TITLE’S JUST SOMETHING I MADE UP.

I just wanna tell you all that my poem 6pm was published on Teenink, the website of a teenage writing workshop magazine, and my poem was selected as the editor’s choice.

What I want YOU to do, is to click here, and rate my poem (the column on the left). Don’t forget to click “submit” after rating it!!! Tell me if you’ve rated it, send me a message here on Tumblr (click here to send me a message), and I will follow back! Thank you so much!