I can clearly see the red lights
But I step down on the gas anyway.

Hey you.
This is me telling u to just STOP.
STOP what you are doing.
STOP what you are hearing & seeing
Just STOP.
Just breathe, breathe what you do have.
Realized, you could be in a worst situation.
I listen to juveniles in the corrections of what they feel & yet their stories is what you wouldnt call a home in their minds.
It bothers & disturbed me where i want it to just STOP.
Breathe. Cause at the end of the day away from work i realized i dont got it that bad.
I may be sad & my heart is broken
My logic in life i could be in a worst situation.
So, STOP & breathe cause theres alot more in life than you can endured.

I
Simply
Want
To
Scream.

Id cry too,
Cry for me,
Cry for you,
Cry every time you see the color blue.
Cry alone in bed,
Cry each night after the prayers that are said.
Fill a bucket full of tears,
Those aren’t yours anymore,
Give them here.

2:36am. You lay awake in your bed with your mind racing.
Your darkness is hitting you full till, crushing you and making you feel like nothing.
Your mind tells you that you should give up. No one would miss you.
Give up and you can finally rest.

But let me tell you this. Every time so far that your darkness has showed up and tried to take you down, you didn't let it...
Even when it knocked you over and beat you down, you survived and you rose back up to keep fighting. You have survived every single moment of your life up until now.

You are not just a survivor, you are a warrior, and I am so incredibly proud of you.

In the deep corners of 3am,
I find her.

There is a tender way to touch you,
not more than a brush across your cheek.
I seek a gentle kiss so not to miss your soft
and red-rose lips that meet mine, the glory
of your golden hair that falls upon my face
as I unlace your flowered blouse to place
my fingertips upon your silk-like skin to begin
to love the rest of you. I lay you down on soft,
blue sheets, your head upon pillows made of
wild willow leaves softer than robin's feathers.
I bare you beauty slowly that glows like a candle's
flame in a room that is at once so dark and bright.
The light comes from your luminous eyes that smile
at me as I reveal the rest of you from waist to knees
to heels and toes. No one knows the tender touch
I bestow upon your gentle being that I alone am seeing.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS