beautiful words
ordered right
equals a poem

You speak*
And brick by brick,
My walls slowly crumble to the ground.

Guilt surrounds us with darkness and at the same time, expects us to carry the weight of the world.

You told me in the beginning, "I'm good at cutting people out of my life."
And, "I'll probably never have a wife."

So why am I surprised when I get no reply?
Not even one, simple goodbye.

I never thought silence could feel so cold.
You can't close a chapter when there is still a gaping hole.
Surely, there is more of the story to be told.

I didn't expect it to last forever, but I also didn't expect it to end so soon.

I just wish I could see you one last time,
A closure of some kind.
But I guess that takes some effort,


*Which you never could seem to find.

If I deserve the world, then you deserve the universe.

Have you ever considered trees to be as people? Not one the same. Each and every frame, different.

Their roots running so deep, but not often do they allow one to see past the surface.

Oh, if we were only as grounded as they are. So set within themselves. Strong, confident.

Shedding their past away, letting go, so new can grow. Even if, for a while, they seem lifeless and empty.

We could learn how to be free. To see every season in our lives exactly how they should be. Never knowing, but Constantly growing.

Cut in half, we are able to taste the layers, the depth of who they are. The flavor of all of their scars.

To some, they taste bitter. But when the right one finds their way in, the flavor is sweet. Different from anything they have tasted before. Like everything they were hoping for, yet somehow more.

We should admire their selflessness. They take but only so they can give more. Giving someone a home. A place to feel safe. Every leaf blossoming from their selfless core.

Maybe that is why they are so vibrant. Their inner beauty cannot be hidden. Never put to shame. Different, yet all the same.

We are all unique, we have our own quirks and flaws. But in a way, we aren't all that different.

We all grow, we all carry the layers from our past. But with that, comes an inner strength. A power within that will forever last.

We find someone who will bring out our beauty. A beauty so vast, so pure.
The burden of life, the hard times, we endure.

Search for beauty in others. When you take, take only to give more. Stay true to yourself. Be free. Let go. But most of all, see every opportunity as a chance to grow.