You're finding heart in people made of stone,
A shining star twinkling in my mind.
A pure soul with no hate,
Your name whispered by winds in my ears.

Your eyes are a waterfall of beauty,
You're named Love — a treasure so rare.
With silver hair that frames your face,
A diamond shining like a sun in this dark world.

You will find me
in darkness.

Sorrow is my mate,
darkness my friend,
and sadness my happiness.

Being alone grants me strength.
Messiness is the path to discovering me.
I am lost in darkness,
a creation of my own making.

Each tear that falls
has an untold story.
Now, I can perceive the
beauty within the
darkness.
It has become my
comfort,
for my body and mind.

The coordination of pen, paper, and a soul filled with feelings makes good poems.

writing is needed
as an outlet and release
when sadness builds up

Please,
Do not carve wounds upon your skin,
Do not let your blood spill thin.
Instead,
Carve pain in words upon the sheet.
Pour your sorrow out in ink.