You'll never know how much I wish that you could glance at the person in the mirror and see all the beautiful little things about yourself. Your tiny little freckles or the adorable way your nose crinkles up when you're confused. The way your eyes twinkle like stars in the night sky when you speak with passion about the things you love. Your dimples when you're smiling with out even thinking about it or your laugh that is so captivating. The way your inner beauty radiates off of you, even when you're sporting a messy bun and sweats. God I just wish you could look in the mirror and fall in love with yourself instead of seeing everything about you that you hate. But, all you see is a face full of acne scars, eyebrows that aren't quite perfect enough, a nose that's just a little too big, and dark circles under your eyes because your late night thoughts kept you from sleeping  again. You hate yourself so much that you turn away from the mirror. You don't love yourself, so you can understand why no one else would either, and I think that's truly the most heartbreaking thing. And, maybe the hardest person to love is yourself, but darling I'm begging you to atleast try.
*- yourself

follow your rainbow
and you will find your gold
but you wont see the light
with that filthy blind fold

if you want to feel the sun
wash upon your soul
start to live your life
in an an infinite glow

want your fire burning
you just have to ignite it
want your passion beating
its in there hiding

if you want to feel the sun
wash upon your soul
start to see your life
as an infinite glow

dont worry about loosing
your footsteps back home
if you get lost
just look at the moon
and start to see your life
as an infinite glow
look up at the stars
and follow their flow

You are the earth.
Your soil is a fertilizer itself.
Everything grows.
Just like how my feelings grow
Whenever I'm with you.

The heart of your ocean,
I always see magnificence to it.
Though it's deep and dreadful,
I always wanted to reach the bottom.

Your trees are amazing.
I am lost within the wildness of your forests,
Within the maze of your ruins.
But It's okay anyway.
It is your maze, therefore
The only end is to be with you.

I am just the moon distantly looking at you.
You are the earth.
I revolve around you.
You are my world.

let
the
soul
touch
one blade of grass
while
we
make it last

There is strength in the word.
My strength is made perfect in my weakness;
As long as I stay focused on Him.
His grace is all encompassing
And it covers me,
Like a blanket fresh out of the dryer
On a cold chilly night.
His spirit soothes like balm on a fresh cut;
Even though it still hurts,
You know it will get better.
His word is full of promise and direction.
And as long as His word is in me,
He guides my path and gives me hope.
     © 9/1/2000