Falling for you was just too easy.
Smooth words, late nights.
Enough to make a young girl cry.
I fell for you a bit too fast.
I'm not too sure how to make us last.
Cause if I fell so easily.
And you knocked down my highest walls.
How am I to know it's not just me?
I feel the heartache setting in.
Bracing myself for crashing down.

She didn't have your eyes,
                                   yet she reminded me of you.
She didn't have your hair,
                                   yet she reminded me of you.
She didn't have your name,
                                   yet she reminded me of you.
She was nothing like you,
                           but I can't stop thinking of you.

I've only been on this earth for 17 years
But already had the good honour of experiencing
evil and good from the youth of my peers

My precious vessel, you deserve nothing but the best
learn from my mistakes and make your life rest

One: The acne on your face does not determine how beautiful you as a person
Neither you're weight, height or stature. Your skin a shade of wonder, wear only the (dna) makeup of me and your father

Two: Your body is your temple, not a museum for those who want to feast on your flesh, for those dead eyes are shady and they want nothing less.

Three: Fall in love with everything around you, the stars, sky and moon. The sound of laughter, the rain drops too. Look from balconies and trees at the veins of the cities. And take pictures of people and weddings, savouring silver white memories.

Four: Make your own mistakes and learn. You are allowed to feel pain, there is still blood in you veins but don't let that sweep you away away away on dandelion heads

Five: Dearest, don't worry for a moment what they think; be prepared when they want to see you sink, respond with dimples, sunshine and light. For this is what makes the darkness strike

Six: Finally My girl love yourself, for all that you are and want to be; the music you love, the food you detest, those long family outings and that boy that you like best.

The list could go on and on with verse and song and book and word but Dear Daughter let this be the basis of your life. Carry it and write it on your flesh beating heart. For your flesh beating heart deserves life in it fullest.

©Rebekah Lazarus 2014

I'm tired
No, not that kind of tired
Where it can simply cured
By sleep

I'm tired
Of all the things
That put me through
And through

I'm tired
Of all the times
Where I've almost
Shed a tear

I'm tired
Of all the friends
That used me
Like my feelings never existed

I'm tired
Of all the life
That makes me suffers
Days and nights

the universe has a
wonderfully sadistic
sense of humor

it brings to you
the unexpected at
inconvenient times

drags dead mice
onto the white
rug of your existence  

and looks up
at you with
innocent eyes

and all you can do
is clean the mess
and ignore the stain

in another universe, in another time,
they had met, at the perfect time.

they were not lonely, they were not sad,
their new found feelings did not make them feel bad.

there was no guilt,
it wasnt a secret,

life was not cruel, fate was inviting,
destiny had chosen, and there would be no waiting.

it would be their start, they would be there till the end,
maybe for them it was written like that, but they were lucky,
unlike others, happy, they were till their end.