Perfect lips
speak perfect lies
that paint
perfect pictures
of
perfect lives.

She is a beautiful flower
soaking up the light,
standing nice and tall,
when the days are nice and bright.
But sometimes days are gloomy grey
and there's hardly any light at all,
and those days are the ones
where she doesn't stand as tall.
But when the clouds begin to part
and all the dark has gone away,
that little flower stands stronger and taller
with each new bright and sunny day.

I am beyond amazed
by the battles you have won,
and the beautiful symphonies you have
created.

I truly love the rain
and the dark grey skies
I love to sit and watch the Earth
as it gently cries.
It is cathartic
and artistic
it's peaceful.
it's simplistic.

I guess it's truly over.
Everything's been said and done.
And it was a scary, winding roller coaster.
But the painful rush was really fun.

They say friendship is an unsinkable boat
to those still here I must say "Thanks",
But remember the Titanic was unsinkable too,
but in the end it sank.

I'm counting my losses
They are tallied on my skin
But that is not the worst of it
The worst is all within.