The kiss of the man,
The scar on her head,
She saw the darkness in her.
The wrist that she cuts,
The wall that she punched,
She didn't speak that much.
The love she gave was never enough,
All she ever was her body,
Not her soul, not her heart.

Nothing is ugly
Like nothing is beautiful

These are mere ideas
Just concepts really
Opinions

So when we could easily be
A beautiful concept
We choose to use the word
"Ugly"

Both are wrong
Both are right

You decide
Which one you call yourself
In the mirror tonight

Fires of hatred,
Burnt and broken,
Left behind,
Only,
Ashes and smoke,
Then even that,
Is gone.

Any velvet or satin morning
When Alexa is quiet and the alarm doesn't blare
Finding myself in your arms is a delight
For every love poem about you
Just know looking into those blue eyes
In your arms
Morning hugs you call them
Is sheer delight
I love You

C@rainbowchaser2025

The sky
Has finally
Let itself cry
Finally
Put itself first
And I'm not angry about it

I can be covered in rain
As long as I know
It's just the sky
Doing what everyone deserves to do

Everyone needs to cry sometimes
Doesn't matter
What gender
Or if you are up so very very high
You deserve to cry

Dear sky,
Thank you
For always being there for me
And everyone else
When they cry

Dear sky,
It's okay
Let it all out
I don't mind