This is what happens when depressive patterns illustrate your mind. . .

you lose sense of control, reason, and rhyme. . .

Everything matters-  yet,
nothing matters at the same time.

i am learning to love myself
like he never could
and darling
i can feel flowers
growing from my scars
reaching for the sunshine
of my new found smile

s.s

Shrug it off darling,
all birds
need to fly
some know
their way back
others
find new ones..

Shrug it off..
some birds might
stay and dance
with every
shrug..

Secrets,
Everyone has them.
Hidden deep within,
Never to be discovered.
We would protect them with our lives,
So they can never be found,
For even the nicest
Have the darkest secrets too.
No matter how hard it is to try to hide,
They are always somewhere.
For even the prettiest smiles
Hold the most secrets.
The prettiest eyes
Have shed the most tears.
The kindest hearts
Have felt the most pain
All unnoticed
Because it was a
SECRET
That no one could know

If not for the moon, we won’t see the stars,
If not for the wound, we won’t see the scars.

If not for the highs, we won’t feel no lows,
If not for the fast, we won’t feel no slows.

If not for the poor, we won’t have no rich.
If not for the river, we won’t have no bridge.

If not for the day, we won’t have no night.
If not for the wars, we won’t have no fight.

If not for the happiness, we won’t have no satisfactions,
If not for the love, we won’t have no affections.

If not for the winner, we won’t have no losers.
If not for the options in life, we won’t have no choosers.

While we indulge in prayers and hymns
We tend to forget, we can be human beings.
While we pretend being, religious and pious
We cannot refrain from being, jealous and bias.

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