Fingers run through tangled hair;
And I see you wince in pain;
As I pull ever so gently

I feel your breath on my neck;
As your head lays on my chest;
Looking up with soft eyes

It is as if you see something that isn’t there;
A version of me known only to you;
A version worth loving

My eyelids grow heavy;
And you are already asleep;
Everything is as it should be

Be weary dear traveler;
For there is a long road yet ahead
It is bumpy and broken;
And will place lies in your head
But if you stay focused
With your goal in your sight
Never give up;
And you just might;
Make it out alive
With minor bumps and or bruises
Only the ones who give in;
Are the ones who truly loses

Fear not the flowers


                                     That flourish


                                                               From your hard work

You sit there, staring;
Judging every ounce of my being

Chipping away at every flaw in my character;
And every mistake I have made

I see you whisper to yourself;
Under heavy silent breaths

Words of chaos and destruction

I am unbothered;
For I know you no longer know who I am

I'm not entirely sure I know who I am;
But I do know that the being sitting before me

Is no longer me

Words fail to fall from my fingertips

As I sit here, feebly trying to write something

The idea is there, yet my imagination eludes me

Trying to press words onto digital paper

Seems like an impossible feat

But I try anyway

With hopes that something creative will come from it

But in the end, I feel all that I am doing is

Rambling

My hands have grown strong from constantly picking up my broken pieces

For this, I am grateful

My back has grown strong from carrying around the weight of my failures

For this, I am thankful

My legs have grown tired from aimlessly wandering around in search of a better me

But little did I know that I was searching for something I had already become something beautiful on my journey of self repair

These changes came without me knowing and more come everyday

And for this, I am hopeful

Do you ever hear something that leaves you feeling a wave of nostalgia?

You get a warm familiar feeling and are left with a strange tingling feeling across your entire body

Pleasant memoires surrounding that particular song take you back to better days

Days without sadness or melancholy

And when it ends, you feel a little bit sad, wishing for just five more minutes of peaceful pleasantness

I wish I could feel like this forever

My fingers sink into your soft skin;
and your body is pressed against mine

We lay side by side, underneath a star filled sky;
Sharing wishes with each star that passes by

It feels as though we have been here for an eternity;
yet I do not mind

The smell of your perfume is intoxicating;
And it becomes more profound as you turn towards me

Within an instant, your lips meet mine;
and shortly after a smile finds it way across your face

I give back a smile of my own;
And within an instant we both are filled with a warm sensation

Once more we gaze upon the stars above;
Knowing that both of our wishes had come true

I love to watch the stars above;
But only if I can watch them with you

The smell of coffee breathes life into the new day;
The aroma is a constant reminder that today is the day to start;
Anew

You prefer tea over coffee and the scent of a warm cup does the same for you;
As coffee does to me

Our morning routines may differ, yet they make us closer;
And allow us to begin fresh from different perspectives

You are the cream to my coffee;
And I am the honey to your tea

Stepping, ever so gently upon the path
that leads me astray from my wants;
And my desires
That starts a new fire inside my belly
Leading to the discovery of something quite lovely
A new side of me;
One that has yet to be touched
Another version of me;
That has yet to be hugged
But is slowly starting to feel the embrace
Of the newly lit fire
old habits of mine slowly becoming replaced;
And a new version of an old smile,slowly creeps across my face

How much more

Will the black hole inside

Take from me?

I hate how big

       This bed feels

                    Without you

                                        In it

I am beginning to suffocate;
Under the weight of my;
Emotions
Breathing has become difficult;
And I am weak
The sun shines above;
Yet I feel nothing
I know this weight will soon be;
Removed;
And I can breathe freely once more;
I fear this weight will return;
And I will once more become entrapped;
Under the weight of my emotions

How much more can you keep bottled up

Inside of you?

I can feel myself sinking deeper

Into my skin

Unable to recognize who I once

Was