How much more can you keep bottled up

Inside of you?

The soft morning light veers through the cracks in the blinds

Reminding you that today is a new day;

And that the next chapter in your life is simply waiting for you to write it

Try not to dwell in unchangeable nightmares of yesterday;

Focus only on the sweet dreams of today

The voice

Inside my head

Is no longer

Mine

It’s dark and it only grows darker. The sounds of footsteps ascending the stairs now grow louder as they approach my door. A shadow appears from underneath the door, most likely belonging to him. The footsteps have stopped right outside my door and now a loud deep pounding begins, for he now knows where I am. Why is he here? Why has he come? I kept my end of the deal, just as I promised. I suppose that doesn’t matter now. He now begins his assault on the one and only thing separating him from me and I fear I do not have much time before my room is breached. I fear this may be the end of me…dear lord he has broken through. He stands in the doorway tall and shrouded in long black robes. He holds a weapon, it appears to be a scythe, but it is dark and I am frozen with fear. He draws ever closer, reaching out his cold boney hand to grab me. This is it. My demise is near and if you are reading this I want to make whomever is reading this aware that I kept my promise. My promise that my soul would be up for auction if I did not do everything in my power to save that child. I did what I could, even if it was not much. I didn’t break my promise. I. Did. Not. Break. My. Promise……I’m sorry dear child….I’m sorry my dearest daughter…

As I travel through space and time, I slowly begin to learn that I am alone in this world. When I was born I was alone and when I die I will be alone. Loneliness is inevitable, I understand this, but I wish it wasn’t true. I yearn for companionship, for someone to travel this world beside me, but alas no one has taken such a position in my life yet. I hope one day soon someone will hold my hand and accompany me, but I fear that this day is a millennia away. This road I walk is treacherous and dangerous to say the least, but so far I’ve been doing okay. Hopefully nothing changes and I can continue to make my way through this universe unscathed and unharmed. The view is a beautiful one, stars shining in the open sky and the moon lighting my path, as if saying “Let me guide your way fellow traveler”. The cold air feels good against my warm flesh and caresses me no one ever could. I can only describe it as Mother Nature embracing me in her arms, protecting me from the dangers of the world. Perhaps she is the one who is supposed to be my companion. Perhaps she is the one who reminds me that I am not alone in this world and that she will always guide me in the right direction. I deeply yearn for this to be true. I wish for a fellow traveler to accompany me on my journey. I hope I find one soon.

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

Welcome home son
Come on in
Welcome to the place where;
You can never forget your sins
You may be grown now;
But you'll always be a kid here;
And can always express your rebellious nature
I can see your doing your best;
To be the best you can be;
But that will be possible;
Because here you're still sixteen
And you still make mistakes
Even though you try hard not to
You're a **** up and will always be;
Unless you come home to live with me
Give up on your dreams to be with me
Welcome home son;
This is the place you were always supposed to be

I’ve recently started to fear;
The day where I cease to exist
No longer being able to hear the sounds of;
Laughter;
And see the faces of strangers passing by
I will become a distant memory;
And the fire that burns inside those who truly;
Cared;
I fear being forgotten;
But the thought of becoming something greater; keeps me moving;
And helps me cope with my passing;
Though I am not dead quite yet
My body will mold into the very earth I once called;
Home;
And my spirit will forever dance with those who have gone;
Before me

The air has become cold and brittle once more

And the snow follows close behind

As I prepare for the change in the weather

I can feel my seasonal shadow approaching

And with it, the reminders of the past

Linger ever so closely

But I am not the same person my shadow visited the year before

Will it even be able to recognize me?

I hope not

Why keep people close when all they do is hurt you?
Gain your trust just to betray you
Sell you empty promises of friendship when they just want to destroy you
Say whatever they can to enter your mind just to drive you insane
It’s twenty sixteen now, please remove the toxic people from your life
You must find your own path
Find your footing and stray from the path you’re used to
Find new friends and a path that leads you to self-righteousness
And remember that people will do anything for you...Except change

One must learn to love oneself before taking on the challenge of loving another being; doing so without loving thyself first can bring chaos into ones life

Oh how I wish to be
Someone other than me
Maybe someone who isn’t as scared
Perhaps someone worth fighting for
Someone who has a purpose in this world
Oh how I wish to be different
Whilst I wish to be same
I don’t know what I want
I just know I don’t want to be me