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by BREE


It was 7 minutes after midnight

All the tears, I’ve feared came

Crawling like a baby deer hit

By headlights

All the pain, I’ve gained stayed

Retained in my hippocampus

Leaving her husband to not

Being polyandrous

It was 7 minutes after midnight

To where she saw the bright white

Light, that her feet took flight

From the freight that she could lose

Her life

But she jumped and the weight

Of 1,000 began to sink with a

Relief of release

It was 7 minutes after midnight

When she noticed it was a dream

That she learned to lean on the

Things that she can see rather

Than things that she believed

It was all a dream because

It was 7 minutes after midnight

by NYELA


I am nicotine and you burn me

But crazy thing is that you still smoke me

I am used in insecticides

And I mess up your insides

I can’t even catch a break

So why even try

What if I was alive?

No lie, I’d be your bride

You’d smoke me till to bud

A villainous kind of love

It would be bound into our blood

Toxic, Black lungs

Oh hun,

I only turn to you when I’m stressed or unblessed

God can’t stop me from being depressed

So I use you

Fuse you with a lighter

Sit back into my recliner

Daddy what about second-hand smoke?

Shut up give me that Budweiser

Despicable

These manufacturers are only persuading you to buy smokes

So that you’re blood pressure becomes pleasure

Addicted to the feeling it gives

I’m a Toxic Crush

Black Lungs

And Death

I’m bad for you love

I’m your cigarette

by NYELA


‘I don’t wanna, talk about it

How you broke my heart…

If I stay here just a little bit longer

If I stay here won’t you listen

To my heart, Oh my heart’

It was hard to talk about it

Hard to think about it

Sometimes I would just sit there just be quiet

I tried it in silence

I’d listen to voices in my head

Sayin this hurt will all be over

But instead I just felt it all over

This pain cut deeper into my veins

And I stopped myself because I know you’re not supposed to say his name in vain

But Goddamn

Why did it have to be him

Why did I have to see my son’s body fly past me like it was the wind

A buckle, that’s all it took

I wasn’t speeding but I took a look in the backseat

He was standing up

I said ”Baby sit down and buckle up before we get hit”

I said ”Baby sit down and buckle up before we get hit”

I said ”Baby sit down and buckle up before”

We got hit

My car was like a teenager’s broken heart crushed by those

Who they thought they could trust

Who they thought they could love

Who they thought would keep them safe

But that’s not what I did

Maybe if I would’ve just pulled over before we got on the road to make sure you were buckled in

Maybe if I would’ve put your seat on the other side so that the impact wouldn’t have hurt you as much

Maybe if I would’ve just left you at home

You didn’t have to come, but mommy just loves spending time with her baby

So…

I don’t wanna, talk about

How you broke my heart…

If you stay here just a little bit longer

If you stay here I will listen

To your heart, Oh your heart