Please don´t beat yourself up when things don´t go as planned
Please let yourself cry when things go wrong
And smile whenever you want to
Do not suppress you're being into somebody you´re not
Or fear that you will never be loved
You don´t need someone to tell you that you´re good enough
Please remember why you got a word inked into your skin
Don´t die on me when I need you the most
You´re everything to me, with all the flaws you consider weaknesses
But I love you for them. It makes you, you, authentic and real
We have so much to explore and feel in this world
Just breathe and hold on, I want to open your eyes and see the horizon full of
the stars, you don´t want to be among them just yet
Once your time comes you will, but now it's not your time
So please just breathe, and take a moment at a time
Let the compass lead you, to wherever it desires to be
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 10:21 AM UTC
Two contrary hearts in a scenery
Her, warm, sincere, adventurous breakthrough
Him, cold, distant, fearing the genuinely
A bright summer's day, attempting to
win over the winters cold daunting breath
Her enclosing the distance shaped by the blue
She bringing the brightness towards his death
Reborn with the ceasing darkness untrue
She became the moon in his dark lone quest
Integration between lone souls of two
Black and white, yin and yang true love confessed
Inside the pages of his book, will her hue
be engraved, when bits and pieces of her dressed
him. A mess made their hearts nevertheless
Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 6:33 AM UTC
I am fire,
Warm enough to give you comfort and a feeling of safety
And
Hot enough to burn you and be your ending.
There is passion and love within me as well as destruction and the ability to create a storm.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 1:59 PM UTC
She damaged them all
They were nothing, but
mere pack of cards.
Crashed in the game of
poker hearts. Once had
a heart not it's
long gone. Destroyed in
a game similar
to hers. She had learned
from the finest of
her destructive kind.
She fought and lost it
all. Now she´s gone
mad, with her strangling
sweet red and white rose
aroma, merciless
beauty with clothing
made of dignity silk.
Sins she´s paid fo like
all the others will pay
for theirs. With their hearts in
her claws, in her jars as
they once done with hers
because she is the queen
of all their aching, defeated hearts.
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 6:28 AM UTC