Everyone I have met,
Have siblings,
And yet they don't find,
Their life set,
They complain out of their mind,
That wish their sibling they had never met,
That they do not belong,
But I tell them they are lucky,
And they think that's funny,
They ask why,
And I say,
You have a friend,
All the time twenty four seven,
U never feel alone,
Never truly feel loneliness,
There is someone,
You can talk to,
Open up to,
You won't tell your parents,
Deepest secrets,
But to a brother or sister,
Someone you can trust,
With someone a bond,
With someone memories so fond,
And you think being lucky,
Is funny and wild,
Clearly you have never been,
A single child.

Insomnia is not for the weary
It kills the hours of the night

Depression is not for the broken
It murders them on sight

Anxiety is not for the frightened
It makes their heart beat fast

Bulimia is not for the hungry
It swallows them up too fast

Self harm is not for the fragile
It won't let them just be

Love is not for the anyone
Especially not for me.

Poetry,
Started out as a hobby,
Encouraged by family,
Write on topics variety,
Started with topics like,
Sleep,dream,summer,music,my bike,
I realised what gives my poems emotions,
I write about my life,
About love,
About death,
About happiness,
And sadnesses,
Later did I realise,
Poetry,
Went from a hobby,
To a therapy.

Anxiety
Every little sound seems loud,
Sounds of footsteps pounding in my head,
Everyone is talking loudly,
Even if I don't want to,
I can still hear what they say,
I bite my nails,
Always fidgeting like a dogs tail,
I grit my teeth,
Keep tapping my feet,
I feel uncomfortable talking on the phone,
I can  hear leaves being blown,
I am nervous in a crowd,
Afraid of sounds so loud,
Fireworks scare me,
Movie halls scare me,
I wake up sweating always,
Carrying a coin with me always,
I feel safe with it,
When tensed I bite the back of my hands,
I feel calm,
I listen to music all the time,
I like to be silent like a mime,
I feel calm by the sea,
Or in the rain,
The sound of water is soothing,
The waves rolling,
Hitting the rocks,
I get distracted easily,
But can focus like crazy,
I have something called,
Anxiety.

Why must it be like this,
Why is the person,
That used to be my cause a happiness,
Now the sole reason for my sadness,
I can never look into those eyes,
That I blindly trusted,
Pieces of my heart u pick,
Everytime I see you I feel sick,
What made me happy the most,
Now kills me from inside,
And the pain of seeing you everyday is the worst.

Every night when I close my eyes,
My body becomes cold as ice,
And I find myself in a boat,
Rowing towards the coast,
Awaiting my arrival was she,
Standing there with unimaginable beauty,
She was not from the human world,
She was from mine,
A figment of imagination come alive,
I beach upon this lovely land,
She greets me by her hand,
And she takes me away,
To show me what lay,
There was music,
There were animals,
There was peace and serenity,
There was deserts,
Snow,
Forests,
Trees that glow,
It was the perfect world,
I sat with her and talked and talked,
All about my world,
And then she stopped,
For time was up,
I had to go back,
She walked me back to the shore,
And there was the boat,
Upon the water it sway,
I stood in it,
And it drifted me away,
And I woke up.

Another night I close my eyes,
And again my skin turns to ice,
And i am back to paradise,
But followed me was hell,
A girl from the human world,
She could follow me because,
She used to be my world,
And along with her she wrought despair,
And sadness to this paradise,
I pushed her in the water,
And watched her sink with a smile,
The sun shone again,
Brighter than ever,
And there never was no pain,
Forever,
Time was up,
I woke up,

The next night,
I fell asleep,
And the wooden boat creaked,
And I was back to my kingdom,
And there was my queen,
Beautiful as ever,
She was smart and clever,
We spent the whole time,
In each others company,
By eventually,
Time came finally,
At the beach,
She said innocently,
'you don't need to go back ',
And I realised she was right,
I didn't have anything in the human world,
All I did was fight,
With myself,
And so the boat drifted away,
Alone and empty,
For I decided to stay,
Not that I wished to return,
But never again,
Was the boat noticed,
From across the plain,
Years went by,
Spent with the girl named Sophia,
And I have finally found,
Utopia.

Here i am standing,
Feeling the cool air on my face,
The waves below swaying,
The edge of the bridge never looked grace,
Far below the water dancing,
My heart increased pace,
I could feel blood flowing,
It seemed like the perfect place,
Just one little step and I will be sinking,
Below the surface,
My mind is leaving,
From my body,
I can picture every detail slowly,
The smell of the sea,
The rust on the steel,
Every sense I feel,
One step,
And I will be free,
Then somebody spoke,
Sentence with words of three,
"I love thee",
I never knew who said that,
A man,
Or a kid,
Or a woman,
Thin or fat,
Black or white,
Somebody cared,
One person wanted me alive,
One person had hope,
And those three words,
Changed my life,
I cried and cried,
That night with a smile I slept,
Glad I didn't take that one step.

Poetry
The brilliance of the mind,
To craft words,
Delve deeper into the heart to find,
Raw emotions,
While writing I am blind,
To every other motion,
It's just me,
And my heart,
In its own way an art,
There is no stop or start,
There is just sadness,
Happiness,
And another life altogether,
Hidden from the world's,
Critic and evil,
Hidden from reality,
A unique story,
A story everyone shares,
A story everyone bears,
For better or worse,
This is a poets gift,
Or curse.