You'll never know
how much you're worth

you'll never know
until you promise

to throw yourself
body and soul
into every endeavor

you'll never know
who you inspire

you'll never know
how much you radiate

you'll never know
how many you touch

by just being.



you'll never know.

It is the greatest folly
to reduce a person
to a single trait

to write them off
as boring, or plain
these people do not understand

that simple, does not equal shallow

in each and everyone of us
is a story
most vivid,
most sublime,
unique and beautiful.

yet common themes always emerge
shared human experiences
binding us almost intrinsically

yet, always inches away

passing each other by
never knowing the others glory

giants,

never meeting nor noticing each other.

We are each,

the greatest story of their generation,

never to be read in full.

Each kiss
another piece lost

Each lingering glance
another piece lost

Each moment of anger, borne of concern
another piece lost

Each aching moment
another piece lost

Each moment
losing more and more, of myself

Never less

Leave it all on the floor
your blood
your sweat
your tears

Leave it all
your hopes,
and dreams

bare your soul
in all its awful ****** glory

take everything
cheers
jeers

every cry of exhaustion
of pain
of fear
of disappointment

whatever they throw at you
take it
to be great is to risk weakness

retaliate
a thousand-fold
every movement
every effort
every waking moment

in stark defiance
of insurmountable odds
of a defeat that seems destined,
of odds against.

Regret is for tomorrow
and this moment

isn't.

-llo.

goodbye,
it is for me
maybe not for you but

it's too late now
I've been sending
calling for you

for who knows how long
sending from across
this eternal black space

but now
I hoped
this distance seems beyond me

I wanted to share with you
my hopes, dreams,
my light

I wonder what will reach you?

he-

The wet smell
that comes before the rain
permeates the air

slowly it comes
little at first
then all at once

some find comfort in this
huddling in their rooms,
in their blankets and sweaters

others also look forward to its end
waiting for the sun
for the rainbow after the rain

but no
this time it's just mud, cold
and frogs after rain.

A shout
a scream
Splatter

dripping

Worry
steps
splashes & spurts
stick

stuck

A frantic look
a door
shutting

A shout
a scream

Splatter.

yet you are under my shadow