We are the ones who are hard to understand
We'll be the last ones in the movie theatre
because the ending scene made us cry
We'll stop to smell the roses
because they deserve to be appreciated
We are the ones who will take the time
to learn what keeps you up at night
We are the ones who will imagine
an entire future of adventures
with the people who show us love
We are the ones who will love you more
than we love ourselves
We will give you our strongest parts
in hopes that we can make things better
We desire to see you become the best you
to make sure that you always feel our love
We crave affection and appreciation
We give a piece of ourselves away every day
sometimes to people who don't deserve it
Our love is easy to take advantage of
and sometimes we don't get back
the love that we give away
When we hurt, we crumble and fall apart
We constantly have to put ourselves back together
We are more fragile than we like to give off
We carry our emotions on our sleeves
Our flaws have the ability to consume us
We aren't afraid to give you the world
but we are afraid to feel unloved
We want you to see what we see
We want you to understand where we're coming from
We are good people with good intentions
We are stronger than we believe
Not everyone can feel the way we feel
We feel too much, too often
We are not hard to love
We are something not everyone knows how to love
But you need to remember that
your worth does not change just because
no one is there to appreciate you, to remind you
You are not any less lovable
You are the most lovable person in the world
You are a light that the world needs
Your kindness is not your weakness
You do not need to change for anyone's acceptance
You do not need to stop giving love
just because you don't get any back
Your heart is the best thing about you
And one day when you least expect it
someone will notice you from across the room
and know exactly how to love you
They will think all of these things are beautiful
They will deserve the love you can give
They will fill the empty space in your heart
But for now, don't stop feeling
We are the ones who feel everything so deeply
We are the ones who can't give up because
We are the ones who will teach the world
how to love
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 8:53 PM UTC
It controls her
She can't stop it
It's a constant battle
She can't drop it
It has become a habit
She can't quit
It's taking over her body
Bit by bit
The scars fade
But the memories don't
She wants them to leave
But they refuse.. They won't
It's an on going battle.
It's a fight she never wins
It's a constant struggle
It's a war that never ends
It's her sweet escape
It gets her lost in her own place
She gets to control the pain
As her adrenaline starts to race
She grabs it off the dresser
As a tear falls from her cheek
She presses even harder
Reminding herself not to shriek
No one understands
No one ever will
This habit now controls her
As the world around her stands still
But now the room is spinning
Her head is getting light
She falls back in her bed
Refusing to put up a fight
She takes one last breath as she turns out the lights
Then she closes her eyes as she calls it a night
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 8:46 PM UTC
I was so tired and frayed.
I wondered what moon you saw from that distant planet.
Outer space caused a great famine
Did you allow your lungs to love
An ounce of it if any, love.
Define our love in a sentimental mood.
A gravitational pull that holds my hand.
Exceptions where we let go to kiss the sun. We fall down around 12 to 1.
Coming back, warm in our commotion of fantasies. We spoke our mind telepathically.
You were so tired and frayed.
You wondered what moon I saw from that distant planet.
Outer space caused a great famine
Did I allow my lungs to love
An ounce of it if any, love?
Remember high tides in October? dressed up lovers, bittersweet contour? two mirrors colliding.
We became a downward spiral till we couldn’t call ‘us’ anymore.
No matter how much I see it, it’s just you and me but not the way it used to be.
We were so tired and frayed.
We wondered what moon we saw from that distant planet of ours.
Outer space caused a great famine in thought..
..The in-between which we could not meet made it hard.
We loved with every crevice of our body but with the last drop there was nothing to breathe from.
An ounce of it if any.
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 2:32 AM UTC
I cry for the unsure paths I carve out to stamp in a- what seems to be in permanent ink of the unexpected turns I must take in order to clear out my head. I repeatedly stand on a soap box preaching all the mysteries of the world all the whilst shouting with a slit throat as too how the future should be, for me.
But I don't know.
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 1:01 AM UTC
Worthy, the life I live
lived
and am living for,
by miraculous loves
that bore the reason.
Each night brings a reminder
of the love I hold dear to me.
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC
Things that remind me of you
I carry.
The only thing that stays with me and the rest of the world,
is your name.
You're one and all the same,
the brightest colors and more.
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 11:09 PM UTC
Do I love them?
Or do I need validation for my poor choices.
Loving seems so hard
when love doesn't seem to come to you first
engulf those mirrored possibilities of who comes first.
Can I get to the finish line when I'm stuck at the start.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC