To the people who write under the cover of darkness
Who hide their abilities from the world
In attempt to be “normal”
Who don’t want to stand out from the crowd,

Be you
You are amazing
You don’t need to hide who you really are
To get people to like you
Because if you want real friends,
You will show people who you are,
And I guarantee you
That some amazing people,
Will come along
And love you
For the beautiful,
Talented,
Lovely person
That I know you are

It seems dull
Like nothing is left
Like the browns and blacks and grays
Never held anything at all
But the place is filled with emotion
Pain
Despair
The smallest flicker of hope
Dieing out slowly
Disappearing into thin air
Air filled with the dust and ash from a brutal bombing
The echoed cries of people attempting to stay alive
And failing
The streets dead silent
Buildings reduced to nothing but piles of rock
All thoughts of hope
Gone
Like so many people you love
Just gone
And maybe
You wish you’d gone with them

Rays of sun
Break through the clouds
And shine upon your gorgeous face
Lighting up your eyes
And bringing a whisper of a smile
To your pink lips

I stare
At your immense beauty
Inside
And out
And just hope that you
Will one day
See the beauty in me, too

The thing about rock bottom is that
When you hit it,
Even though you’re all
Cut-up and bruised
The only way to go now,
Is
Up

I’m in blackness
But the lightness of your kiss
Is enough to get me
To the end of this dark tunnel

Once upon a time
A beautiful girl smiled at the sky
And the sky smiled back

Once upon a time
That same girl went out again
And smiled at the sun
And the sun smiled back

Once upon a time
That beautiful girl went out at the stroke of midnight
Just to smile at the stars
And all of them,
Every single one,
Smiled right back

Once upon a time
The moon knew it was its turn
To be gifted with the smile
Of the beautiful young girl
So it waited
                and waited
                             and waited
But the girl never came

The girl had something more important to do
Then smiling at the moon
No one knows what happened to the beautiful girl
But the moon still waits
Every night
At the stroke of midnight
For that same girl
To bestow her beautiful smile upon it
As she did the other shining ornaments
Of the sky

Sometimes
Even though I just mean to say something
Calmly
The force of the words in my throat
Makes them come out
As a piercing scream
And you just
Run
From
Me