i miss the way you planted butterflies in my stomach and fireflies in the pupils of my eyes.

You pulled the foundations I'd spent years forming
Right from under me

you were dust before i held you
and your memories were tainted
before we fell through
the cavities of each others hearts.

Im falling apart,
pick a character, play your part.
Its okay darling
Im a lover of the arts.

Darling,
if you were single, i wouldn't be.

Life is a maze,
Some of us get lost along the way.

You made me feel as though I was wrong
For needing air in my lungs
Love in my heart and
Reassurance somewhere inbetween.

This applies to every single one of you. No matter how little you may believe you are worth, I swear to you, you are worth more, way more than you could ever imagine, in your wildest dreams. You are worth the same as those you value most, that girl with the body you aspire yours to be like, those people that you envy for being so naturally beautiful, your closest friends, your family. You are worth every piece of happiness, hope and health. I promise. You are not a diagnosis or a statistic, defined by criteria, percentiles and numerical figures, no. You are so much more. You are more than the inches around your waist, the abs on your stomach, the lbs that creep up and down on the scales, the self defeating thoughts, the highlighting of your insecurities, the constant regrets.
You are the air you breathe, the laughter that slips between your lips, the fight that you said you had ran out of months ago. The love you share and feel, the smiles that sweep across your face, those moments where happiness feels so close that you can almost taste it. You are daylight, the sun, nightlife, clubs and music and drunken confessions. You are a shining star, the scent of your favourite perfume, your most treasured memories crammed into ink and squashed between frames.

Never doubt that you are more.

2013 ©

This applies to every single one of you. No matter how little you may believe you are worth, I swear to you, you are worth more, way more than you could ever imagine, in your wildest dreams. You are worth the same as those you value most, that girl with the body you aspire yours to be like, those people that you envy for being so naturally beautiful, your closest friends, your family. You are worth every piece of happiness, hope and health. I promise. You are not a diagnosis or a statistic, defined by criteria, percentiles and numerical figures, no. You are so much more. You are more than the inches around your waist, the abs on your stomach, the lbs that creep up and down on the scales, the self defeating thoughts, the highlighting of your insecurities, the constant regrets.
You are the air you breathe, the laughter that slips between your lips, the fight that you said you had ran out of months ago. The love you share and feel, the smiles that sweep across your face, those moments where happiness feels so close that you can almost taste it. You are daylight, the sun, nightlife, clubs and music and drunken confessions. You are a shining star, the scent of your favourite perfume, your most treasured memories crammed into ink and squashed between frames.

Never doubt that you are more.

2013 ©

I'd spent so long searching for the light outside of me,
I almost didn't notice
It shining from within.

I want to feel
my legs shake,
as you create an
earth quake
inside of me
that'll leave me quivering
for days.

There's no better feeling than waking tangled up in her skin.

Her voice is like velvet
Her words as soft as kisses
She has a way
Of leaving the sweetest of sounds
Dancing in my ears.

What happens when she doesn't want rescuing
When this mission you're persuing
is all in vain.

Today is the yesterday that you will regret throwing away tomorrow.
Use it wisely.

One seed of doubt gets planted in my mind and suddenly I'm lost in a jungle.

Im a wasted rescue mission.
Throw down your ammunition
i have enough to tear myself apart.

Me?
I reached for a star
and came back with the moon.

When did we
Come to the conclusion
That destroying houses
Is far more beautiful
Than creating them?

*When did we learn
It was okay
To break instead of build
Homes in others hearts?

If you were a book
I would run out of ink underlining all of my favourite things about you.

Throw down your ammunition
i have enough to tear myself apart.

Words can be one of the strongest painkillers.

You show me how to make peace with the person I have spent so many years at war with, myself.

If breaking hearts is a crime
Death row awaits you.

Take all that love and care,
You have to share,
and give them to the person who needs and deserves them most,
the ghost
of yourself.

When every bone in your body aches to be relieved through death, When it hurts to breathe, when the thoughts and ideations of self harm cut you deeper than any blade could and the thought of suicide is one of hope not fear, when the burdens you bear are so heavy you feel them weigh every inch of you down, when you wake up with regret that you made it through another night, when you feel like you're drowning in the millions of tears that have parted from your eyes, and yet you march on anyway, you throw away the pills, you put down the blade, you pick up that fork of food and you eat, you don't turn to a bottle or drugs, you dig deep within yourself for the fight you swore you had run out of months ago and you carry on with life, that is the rawest and most admirable strength there is.

Every time we say goodbye
I'm terrified
It'll be for the last time

And til the ends of eternity,
shall i carry your heart carefully,
inside me.
Til the stars no longer shine,
til poetry no longer rhymes,
shall i hold your hand in mine.
Til the sea, no longer meets the shore,
shall i love you today, tomorrow and
forever more.

You scribbled out my innocence
With poisoned ink
That flowed from your tongue
Lies wrapped in little green ribbons
Tumbling from the corners of your lips
Trickling down your chin
Until eventually,
You started tripping over them.

Me?
I am astoundingly lucky,
You make me indescribably happy.
You free me from the deepest of insecurities,
and teach me,
To love myself,
show me the beauty you see,
teach me
to be, all i can be.

I spent years building up a picture of you
A scenic view
Only to open my eyes and realise
The holes in the cracks
The gaps in the tracks
You'd fell through

The way my name sounds
Sliding across your tongue
And
Departing from your lips
The way it feels as you draw it out
Of your hot breath and into the cold air and place it gently in the cove of my neck

Knocks me off my feet
Every single time

Every time we kiss I taste happiness on my lips.

The fog that night doesn't compare
With the smog you left in my mind

Your lucid skin stretched itself tight across your cold protruding bones
And you, you'd spent years building up and tearing down the homes
Others had helped you to construct in your heart
you'd spent decades practicing and perfecting the art
of destroying your foundations
and crying
as you watched yourself
fall apart

Your name is a forest fire,
ignited, erupting, each time it dances between
his lips
and tumbles down his chin

The valleys of your mind,
are the prettiest **** wrecks
I've ever seen.

And the memories we so lovingly crafted, like a child building sandcastles by the sea, will forever wash over me.

They say home is where the heart is
Well then I haven't been home in years.
Because I have no idea
Where my heart lays

My free spirit got swept away by the wind
i haven't been the same since.

I can give you everything I have, but it will never be enough; because right now you're not enough for yourself.

And though we're apart
She promised
To stay tangled up in my heart.

You cradle my name beautifully
Between your berry red lips.

Love like fire
Is a very beautiful and dangerous thing.

My anxieties have a way of strangling me
And snatching life from under me
Better than any noose
Ever could

It is not uncommon for people to sail away from the shore, when they are most in need of the sand.

Insecurities have a way of
Eating you up
From the inside out.