I Fucking Hate Everyone

Everyone makes me want to kill myself.
Everything makes me want to kill myself.

Sad People Don't Believe in God

I don't know

How some people are able to believe in God 

When they do not have legs to walk with 

Or when a terminal cancer is spreading quickly through their body 

I don't know

How some people are able to believe in God 

When they have to visit their mother at a littered graveyard 

Or when they have to put their drunken father to bed at night 

I don't know 

How some people are able to believe in God

When a little girl's father's boss takes advantage of her when he is staying over for dinner

Or when a teenager is standing on the edge of a building, contemplating jumping 

I don't know

How some people are able to believe in God

When a hurricane takes away the homes of many 

Or when no one has a home to begin with

I don't know 

How some people are able to believe in God

When He allows so many horrible things

Happen to so many good people 

This, I will never understand. 

xxx

Talia

We Do Not Deserve This Kind of "Love"

Her translucent eyelids
Fluttered to a close
Exposing the veins that traveled through them
And he kissed each eye diligently  
His lips soft as they whispered I love you
And he promised her that day
That he would never hurt her again
As he stroked the forming black and blue on her cheekbone
And so she let him lay with her in bed
And hold onto her
Until he cried enough for the both of them.

xxxx

Talia 

A Beautiful Collection of Unknown Songs

                                                                Pollen by Mirah

Boats & Birds by Gregory & the Hawk

Corduroy by Jaymay  

I Found a Reason by Cat Power

xxx

Talia

What a World

And my little sister is so happy
Even when her friends are swimming on a hot summer day
And don't invite her to do so with them
She still smiles
Her bottom teeth crooked
And it makes me want to cry
Oh what a world
What a world we live in.

Daisy Chained Bracelets

Oh darling
You sit in your bedroom
Hair knotted and dirty
And hands that tremble so bad
That even a cigarette can not calm your constant nerves
You bite your tongue until you taste blood
And you will yourself not to cry
Because you are better than that
But no better than intentionally drawing blood from your pretty pale wrists
And you take care of those horrible cuts
With pretty bowed band-aids
Until you find yourself asleep on the floor
You do not shed one tear
But when your hand accidentally grazes the jagged end of the fence
On your way to the park the following morning
You cry for hours
And don't understand why.

Flowers

I do not understand
My undying love of flowers
I love the way their leaves curl
I love their variety of vibrant petals that adorn them
And I love their fresh floral scent that sends my toes curling
Perhaps my love of flowers
Derives from the love that I once felt for you
Because just like all of my flowers
My love for you died unexpectedly
On a sad summer morning
And I stood by the window
Not understanding why the birds still took flight, and hummed their tune
And 'till this day
Just like my never ending sequence of wilting flowers
You leave me wondering aimlessly outside my window

xxx

Talia