And when you're feeling
less than beautiful,
I'll be the mirror reflecting
back the constellations in your veins.
You were born of the cosmos, darling.
Don't let a little stardust in your
eyes blind you from the truth.
-Shakti o.m.

don't tear me apart
when you feel like
you are fading

don't scream for my help
when you see
you are bleeding

don't cover your eyes
when i tell you
i am leaving

our wounds
have caused each other
hearts that needs beating

my love
we are
but a dream that is waking

and when you leave
i feel like
words that
don't have meaning

the feelings deep inside of me
I can't quite figure out
the frustration and anxiety
sending me to doubt

I often think I'm crazy
I often think I'm depressed
but is it really normal
to feel such pains throughout my chest

some say it's just a phase
some say things will change
some say I'm just acting
and it's all a pathetic craze

maybe I'm just unsure
or maybe life's not simple
but surely the answer couldn't be
that maybe I'm just mental

Through the darkness I was able to see,
the ever so dim light that guided me,
the flicker of the flame, the thoughts in my brain,
all these guided me.
Guided me to a place I call home,
a place of warmth and cold,
a place I call my own,
a place than cannot be sold.
This home doesn't exist,
outside of me,
because home is where the heart is,
whever I want it to be.
So the lick of the flame,
the promise of home.
I search every day,
a place of my own.

I say,
"Their words
will not
hurt me."
But at
night I
put my
head on
a wet
pillow.