Let **** go,
You can't see the world
If you're carrying it on your shoulders

Sometimes it's easier
to take the pain and embrace it,
than it is to let it go
especially when it's all
you know anymore.

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

I once knew a girl
who was tormented by Death
everyday she would battle
for one more breath.
Then a boy came along
who was full of life
"don't give in!" he would say
"don't march to Death's fife!".
"It's hard," she would say
"I can't do it much longer".
"Come on!" he would shout
"I know you can be stronger!"
"You must push on
wipe the dirt from your knees,
don't give up hope
and soon you'll be free!"
So she tried to push on
with Life by her side
looking back on he days
she wished she could die.
So Death pushed her harder
and though life really tried
he could do nothing but watch
the light die in her eyes.
One night while she lay
awake in her bed
Life came to see her,
here's what he said:
"This is Death's game
to see if you'll give in,
but there's so much to live for
you can't let him win!
Just keep moving forward
and hold your head high-"
"But I'm too far gone" She would say
"So why even try?"
"I'll give you a reason,"
Life said with a smile,
"Since the day that I met you,
you've come thousands of miles."
She said, "If it's true,
and there is still hope,
help me out of this hole,
send down your rope."
So life sent it down
and she held on tight
she stopped simply surviving and lived
and realised he was right.
"Congratulations!" Life shouted,
"the game is now done!"
A smile spread over her face
as she shouted "I won!"

Life is too short
To hold your breath.

Do you want me willing to live for you
Or willing to die for you?

In this storm I have become a raft.
I just go with the flow,
here to save you from drowning
when it becomes too hard to swim.

I am a light switch.
Instead of on or off,
It's I love you
Or
I hate you.

The loneliness
Is swallowing me
Whole

As I walk these crowded halls
getting lost in the sea of people around me,
You are gone
and I have never felt so lonely.

Looking back
If I knew how much you would
Mean to me
I never would've looked at you twice.
Looking back
If I knew how much this goodbye would hurt
I never would've said hello

I have flaws, many of them.
I have issues, many of them.
I have insecurities, tons of them.
But despite my flaws and imperfections
I will love you with everything I have.
I will love you at 2 am, and 3 pm.
I will love you like the world is ending.
I will do everything I can.
And one day, while your sitting there
Alone in your big house,
I hope you think
"I should've fought for her, cause ****,
It would have been worth it in the end"

It's such a shame when
You lose passion for something
That once made your eyes light up
And your soul smile

In you I lost myself,
In you I found myself

How tragic it is
To continuously look for something
In a person who can never give it to you.

I would crawl
across broken glass
just for another chance
at a love like ours.

The first time I met you,
it wasn’t love at first sight.
Instead,
it was a slow melody,
building to the most earth shattering crescendo.

Why do we expect
To be made whole again
When we fall in love?
When everything that falls
Winds up broken

I
Loved
You

I don’t think love forgets.
I don’t think it disappears.
I don’t think you “fall out of love”.

I think love persists;
Love endures;
And I think our love for someone
Is etched into our souls.

At least that’s what I tell myself
As I walk down the grocery aisle
Hoping we’ll run into each other
And fall in love once again

Love is
Gentle
And caring
It's bittersweet  
It's magical.
But most of all
It's painful.

You shine brighter than all the stars that I've seen
Believe me when I say that you're lovely.

Love yourself
And everything else will
Fall into place.

All I ask
Is when I die
Sing to me
A lullaby.
Something soft
And something sweet
Just please
Be discreet.
For it will be
My last goodbye
The final moment
Of you and I.
So all I ask
Is when I die
Sing to me
A lullaby.

She has a heart as deep
As the Marianas trench,
And a soul as blue
As the waters within it.

People don't change
Their masks do

Maybe we were meant to fall together
Maybe we were doomed to fall apart.

One of the most
Tragic words
Lingering. Between hope
And hopelessness
Of yeses and noes

Her eyes were so distant
The look in them sad
Yet so comfortingly familiar

I stood there in the rain
Hoping that maybe
It would wash away
All of my memories
Of you.

The other day
my mind had a hiccup
Memories of you
flashed before my eyes
And then vanished.
Barely there
But noticeable enough
To make my heart ache.

You stopped mending your heart
So you could help me mend mine
But I wound up
With some of your pieces.

Mirror mirror on the wall
How much longer must I fall?
When will the night fade to day
When will the sadness go away?
When will my house feel like home again
When will all the secrets end?
When will I find someone to love me
When will this life stop being lonely?
I don't know how much more I can take.
My mind's a levee that's starting to break.

And now,
the only constant in my life
is my depression

I miss you like the desert misses the rain.
You are nothing but a mere whisper of a memory.

And I love you
The way that poets love 2 AM.
For they provide muse and memories otherwise forgotten.

One of my friends asked me why I got up so early.
I just told him I didn't know,
When really,
It's so that I don't stay up late,
And miss you.

Please tell me
I didn't make another
Mistake by loving
You.

This morning
I sat in the shower
Staring at the razor
On the edge of my tub
Wondering
If the water would turn cold
Before my body did

To be loved is to be seen
And I never realized just how invisible I felt
Until you came along
And saw me in full color

And so I wait
For the ghost melodies in my favorite songs
To stop whispering your name

I sit here broke
Because my angel has choked
On its halo.

These bones in which I live in
Do not make a home,
They make a prison instead.

I have this part of me,
A glaringly large part of me,
That I must hide from the world.
Symptoms, thoughts, feelings, and emotions
that I have to cram into a little lunchbox.
By the end of the day this little box weighs
a hundred pounds,
And I alone unpack it's contents
every night.

It's exhausting.
And I'm tired.

His soul was as colourful as a rainbow
And I,
I,
Am black and white
With a little bit of grey

The curtains close
And leave me in a suffocating darkness.
My senses shut down
And I feel trapped.
My depression, the only thing in the room that I can acknowledge
Sweeps me into her arms
And comforts me with the idea
Of eternity.

As I look around
my poorly grown flowers,
Sparse,
and half dying,
you're the only one who has ever
sat in my garden
and told me how beautiful it was.

And as I tumble through the pages
Of my favorite books,
I fantasize of a better place;
Of a life that isn’t mine;
One where I am courageous
And strong
And unbreakable.
I fantasize of a place
Where I am the heroine
Instead of the villain
In my own story.
I fantasize of this place
And pray for that world to swallow me whole

When I feel numb
I long to feel something.
Anything.
But on the days that I feel something
I pray to feel nothing at all.

Falling in love with you
Was as easy and natural
as falling asleep.
If only it were just as easy
To wake up

How do I keep tripping
Over something that is
So far behind me?