Whole

do not laugh at my depression
my suicidal thoughts
    past or present
nor my time spent in hospitals
    or otherwise spent alone
i am who i am
not ruled by my past
I am whole

Where are your trenches?

Where are your trenches?
Your broken places?
Where do you look
in times of sorrow?
From where do you draw
your words?
And how do you plan to
use them?

Love you right

Find me where I am and not in your mind
for surely I can't be found there
I know your mind as maybe I used
    to frequent your thoughts
        sometime
Know you're always on my mind
and that from time to time
I think I love you right