Meet My Maker

I wrote out the danger hours

But I didn't follow the rules and now I pay

Head spins, and the silence screams

And all I wish for is an end.

The end could be sleep

The end could be forever

And which I want is question for later.

Creativity comes down from darkness,

And the outlet for it is not fitting.

Meet-cute

This is not cute

More like I'm ready to meet my maker.

I'll Walk With You Tomorrow

Suicidal thoughts are no walk in the park,

But we walk for suicide prevention.

We want to walk with you.

Keep walking, and we'll be by your side.

I'll walk with you tomorrow.

Already Left

I screamed, but no sound came out.

I thought you left me--

I thought you were gone.

I prayed you weren't, but I had no idea.