I am an abandoned lake, Seething and foaming with anger, As people pass by without so much as a glance, The way they do with sadness, That makes them uncomfortable.

Love did this to me. Say it slowly, Say it like a confession, Say it like a wound you keep touching just to prove it’s real. Love did this to

1:30 a.m. It’s dark and quiet. I’m stressed and lonely. There’s no one by my side, And the absence feels devastating. 2:00 a.m. I feel the heaviness creeping in. The

You saw me crying but couldn’t stop. It’s okay, you won’t hurt me, you always said. We struggled, as I tried to get you off me. Your grip tight and

I want to hear it. A hum, a lyric. Something small enough that I don’t have to chase. As I stand here, petals blow toward me, Caught in the wind