Its in everyone,
An insatiable hunger,
For love, riches, serenity, fame,
Ever changing,
Evolving to what the heart desires most,

Its in everyone,
An unquenchable thirst,
Only to be eased,
Never remedied,

Natheless,
Without the raging hunger and unquenchable thirst for more,
We doom ourselves to oblivion,
Mercilessly punished by the currents of time.

The misunderstood
The kind beautiful souls
That care too much
Love too deeply
Laying in bed
With monsters
And demons
And devils
Holding their hearts
Hiding in their arms
Crying
Because everything hurts
Seeing the world as it is
Watching nothing change
It's painful just to inhale
And exhale
The simple act of breathing
Hurts
Nearly unbearable
And they breathe
And live
And survive
Through the pain
And heartache
Day after day
Stronger and more
Beautiful
For the happiness
They sacrfice
From themselves
By caring and loving
Too much
They see beauty
In the world
In other people
Sometimes real
Sometimes illusion
But rarely do they
See that in all our world
In all our truth
And all our faults
That it is from their
Own hearts
That the purest
Beauty shines
Feeling trapped
And chained
And lost
To darkness
Never knowing
Never trusting
Never loving
Their own light
Often not being able
To see it themselves
No one stopping
To say

It's ok...

I'm here with you...

Its ok to hurt
It's ok to sleep
With sadness
Buried deep in
Your marrow
It's ok
To be depressed
To crawl under
Your bed and hide
With your monsters
It's ok to dance
With your pain
Dance and dance
Until your feet bleed
And your whole being
Aches
Dance until the pain
Is part of you
Because
It is part of you

It's ok to be you

No one is free
Of suffering
Of sickness
Of death
But not everyone
Really feels
It's the misunderstood
The kind
The beautiful
Caring too much
Loving too deeply
That feel
Everything
And to feel
Everything
You have to hurt
Hurt down to when
Your soul was pulled out
Of the void
And into existence
Hurt back to when
Your heart took its first beat
Back to your unbearable
First breath
All alone in the void
Rushing into this life
Unknown...

Hurting

So feel everything
For those that hurt the most
Also love the most
And it is the purest love
Everything about you
The pain and hurt and heartache and depression and suffering and love...

Everything...

Everything makes you beautiful

I will hear your voice lost
In the echoes,
But not in my soul.
I will see you as a star falls
And is reborn when my eyes find
The one no one has seen before,
       And the moons will cry
At your mysterious essense
As it leaves for another place;
      All the sky eclipses as you go,
I belong to your sky
And I wonder if you are truly gone,
    I think to myself:

How can you be gone,
      When you are still in my heart?

Rage. Rage against the night,
Against the dark that pulls you farther down,
Against the lust that blinds you,
Against the ego that blocks your empathy,

Rage, Rage against the night,
Against the obscuring hate,
Against the incessant surge of past,
Against the barricade to a better tomorrow

Rage, til your conscience speaks nothing else but kindness,
Rage, until there is nothing but love in your heart,
Rage, rage,
Against the dying of the light.