Day #213Why does it feel as though you're fading...
Day #206-212I love you...I'm sorry that I'm such a let down sometimes...I'm just happy you're in my life...
Day #200-205Believe me when I say I love youBecause I can't keep proving something you aren't willing to believe...
Day #189-199I love you so much...I'm so glad you're back,We can be like we used to...You know, with a bit more loyalty
Day #183-188I'm sorry that I can't help you...But please know thatI feel exactly how you doRight nowThe only differenceIs that you're my pillarOf strengthAnd I won't quit untilI can be yours too
Day #181-182I was planning to write some wordsMeant to show you that I careBut I never get the words right;None of them are worth your time.Even if I was to make something beautifulThat would explain exactly how I feel,You'll never listen.You'll never believe that I love youWith all of my being.You'll never believe that you're theOnly reason I'm living.You'll never believe that without youI'm nothing.You'll never believe that I can helpYou.You'll never believe that I feel thatSame way you do right now.You'll never believe that I loveEvery single one of your imperfections.You'll never believe how much it hurts meTo know that I'll never be good enoughTo convince you that you are worth moreTo me than anything, too good for the commonRubble to even glance upon your beauty,Inner and outer, too amazing to be able toProtect yourself against the constantAttacks those jealous assholes aim at you,You're too good for me.But you know what?I don't care about your perfect imperfecti
Day #178-180I love you...A lot<3
Day #176-177Even when I get discouragedYou're right there holding me upAnd keeping my smile aliveI just hope I can keep yours aliveAfter I kick your ass at gaming tonight <3
Thank YouI am thankful forHow a professional footballerIs still a professional footballerEven though he went to prison for rape.I am thankful forThe number of kids I knowWho cut themselvesBecause life is too much.I am thankful forThe unarmed, retreating black kidShot in the back byAn unpunished police officer.I am thankful forThe number of peopleWho are starving to deathIn the land of plenty.I am thankful forThe Westboro Baptist ChurchAnd ISISAnd every other person who uses religion as an excuse for hatred.I am thankful forAll the gay peopleWho have been beatenJust for daring to love.I am thankful forAll the transgender peopleWho have been beatenJust for daring to be themselves.I am thankful forPro-Life fascists Who put an insentient fistful of cellsBefore a living, breathing human and disregard their autonomy.I am thankful forThe teenage girlsStarving themselves to deathTo look like an impossible model.I am thankful forAll the little girlsTurned brid
Dead manI was walking down the streetand saw a dead man thereHe had bled out on the curbnobody seemed to careHe laid still day after dayLots of blind eyes were turnedI thought he would go awaywhen his body was burnedHe told me the other dayhe was no one at allLike others, I was to forgetthat he answered Hell's callI walked by that alleyand I saw the dead man thereI recalled what he had said,pretended not to careTruth is, it's still in my headthe body that I foundIt has long since been cleaned upyet his death still stains the groundI stand by the alleywayThe rain turns sand to mudI don't know if you can see,but to me, it's raining blood
Trust and Doubt: A PantoumI've seen signsin so many people,nothing insignificant,saying, "Follow mein." So many peoplewear that expression,saying, "Follow me.Wear what Iwear." That expressionexhausts my mind, and Iwear. What Iwish: to never inhaleexhausts. My mind and Ifree to choose, towish, to never inhalesomething I might regret:free. To choose toknow it might all meansomething. I might regretif I discover,know, it might all meannothing; insignificantif I discoverI've seen signs.
Brief Moments of LifeWe drinkthrough the long nightdon't thinkWe foughtwithout reasonno thoughtLove madeonce the smoke clearsyou stayed
Caring From a DistanceI see you, you see me,from a distance.Close enough, never far apart,never satisfies my heart.I care for you more than anything,you don't feel the same way,so I say:“How is caring from a distance?”
repetitionwhat will it taketo stem the tidecan there be an optionto surviveif differences persistmalignancies will growwhen no witness remainswho would knowfatalistic prophets predictthe die is castcan we cease and desistrepeating our past
CutsDon't go and take a razorto the place where it hurtsfor slashing onlymakes it all the more worse.Don't use a bladeto take away the pain,else you'll only do itover and over again.
My LabyrinthRun through my streetsTry not to go astraySometimes I don't understand myselfI block all doorwaysThe streets we walked, they meltedNow we got timeIt's just you and meTell me what I shouldn't seeSometimes I don't understand myselfThere are no escapesUntil truth gets visibleIt's all too muchSometimes I don't understand myselfYou could be my victimTrapped inside the labyrinth'Though I'm not you, not that cruelI'll get to the core anywaysI'll see through your skinI'll make you feelI know what's underneathStill, sometimes I don't understand myself
Another Troubled ScreenagerLooking down..And walking through.All around;The crowds don't know you.Not a sound..Your eyes are glued-to social media,and internet news.Feeling proud..Of a thousand friends,who never talk.You are abound;"Hey you, watch where you walk!"It's all so fake,Your life's at stake.These are the dangers..Of becoming-Another Troubled Screenager.-Corbin
HonestyHaving enough courage toOpenly come out and admit,Never hiding forEverything that's hiddenSends everyone intoTurmoil. Stop theYelling and turn to forgiveness and love