You must
           remind  yourself
            everyday: That you
   alone  are  in  charge  of  your  
            happiness. You
                will not
    let anything outside
            of  yourself
                 control
                     you.

                You are
         creating  a  life
      that  feels  good  on  
the  inside  and  that  will  
   ­       be enough to
    turn into experiences
         that  are good
        on   the  outside.

               And when
       a negative thought
                                                                ­                     
  enters your mind, think
     three positive ones.
                   Train
           yourself to flip
               the script.
                                                         ­                                 Jon York   2019

You shouldn’t have to change
Who you are

Stay true to you
No matter how hard

Someone's always
Gonna want to
Change you
Don't

Close the gap,
Own yourself
No one else
Vice versa

If it’s meant to
It will find you
In between
The pages of
Your masterpiece
Words should lift
You up
Not break
You down
Make you smile
Not the other way
Around

Accept you
All of you
Ups & downs

If it’s broken
Let it be
If it’s tattered
Set it free
We all
Only get
One story

Surface fades
To empty space
Day breaks
Slices of moonbeams--  in half
To Dissipate
Like unreal magic
Frost effaces
What is left
Without a trace
Night drifts away
Without saying
Farewell
Left to dust
Sleeping, dreaming, discovering
Subconscious awakenings
They revisit whenever they want
You're never alone

It’s easy for us to get “caught up” on our lives
When in the darkness others have no choice
But to sacrifice

Don’t idealize, it’s all compromise, what if we
All stood up together to shut it down, what if
What if those of us, the millions of us that
Stay silent shut it down, is there a way?

How could it happen, it could in time, it could
It’s the underworld where children are treated
Like animals, we live our lives, we do, we don’t
Think about them, but what if there was a way

What evil lives in the hearts of men, what evil
Corruption and greed run rampant in this life
They will find their fate one day in the end

Some are just small children, sold like animals
Treated worse, groomed, trained, and used
Until they die, misery turned to tears,
Their innocence taken, objectified  
And here we are worrying about trivial things
In our lives while they are helpless and alone
The hidden sacrifice

This is it,
It always
Has been,
Sometimes
It is what it is,
And if
We could see
Into each other’s
Souls then would
It all be clear?
No one is alone
Here