Your fire so bright,
it takes me in.
Your warmth so tender,
it burns me within.

Heard many warnings,
still I fall.
And I’d fall again,
no regrets.

For this is where I belong.

Ill be your landfill, your dump, your wasteland
Unload your baggage and burdens on me
Discard the blame like a sea of crushed cans and garbage
Piled as far as the eye can see
Litter me with the accountability you avoided to sleep soundly
While my pillow holds mountains of hopeless thoughts and shattered dreams
You just needed a villian for your story
A sacrificial goat for your alter of self loathing
You thought that if you made them hate me
It'd be validation to treat me like you treat yourself inside your head.
I will escape your abuse but you will always be stuck with you.
Ill see you at your bedside, when you're paralyzed with remorse
These yellow eyes glow behind the closet door
My presence hangs heavy, fog curls floating over your wooden floor
I'm a haunting force, a creek in the night
An apparition in the shadowed corner
My wounds will heal but you'll live with the torture
We both know the truth
You did this to yourself
You'll be scorched in the end
By the same fire you tried to throw me in.
You're stuck with you, but I no longer am.

Beneath a sky of quiet blue,
I feel the breeze and think of you—
It whispers softly through the pine,
Just like your fingers brush with mine.

The sunlight warms my face and skin,
But nothing warms me like your grin.
Even the river hums your tune,
A steady rhythm, sweet and true.

The wildflowers bloom along my way,
And every petal seems to say
That love like yours is rare and deep—
A kind of joy I’ll always keep.

I hear the robins sing your name,
I see you in the morning flame—
The way the dawn begins to rise
Feels just like looking in your eyes.

In every tree, in every breeze,
In every hush between the leaves,
I find you there, in quiet grace—
A feeling I could never replace.

No matter how the seasons turn,
No matter what the skies may churn—
You are the calm inside my storm,
The hand that always keeps me warm.

And in the garden of my soul,
You’ve made a home, you’ve made me whole.

I had an epiphany
just now…
What if I did nothing
and don’t feel bad
about it?

Red hues and golden lights,
light up on the buildings at night,
like fireflies of varying sizes.
Weaving through the air,
their reflections and the ripples,
feels a dance to a symphony.
A wonder to the eyes,
of people buzzing in and out,
ready to bet fragments of themselves,
in a place where fortunes flicker like fleeting stars.

Yet to me, they blur,
I feel a hollow glow,
And I close my eyes.

And there you are-
with little brown eyes,
soft and glowing with kindness,
your heavenly smile,
a sunrise breaking through the gray,
Memories of gentle whispers,
melting the weight away like summer breeze,
and a river of your laughter,
sweep all of the shadows to a distance.

My mind becomes a sky,
and for a while, in the vastness,
stars bloom and the heart twinkles.