Within our souls , we carry love's greatest stories, unspoken but forever true.

Tell me why you like him they say
I get it everyday.
Well let’s not delay,
The way he makes me smile
It last a while.
The safeness of his embrace,
It feels like the right place.
The look in his eyes,
Says no lies.
Holding his hand,
I feel like I understand.
My depression walks away when I’m with him,
He’s like a hymn.
Tell me it’s wrong:
But he’s my song.
The lyrics are his words,
The melody is his heartbeat,
He keeps me alive
And together we thrive.

Love is not the cure for loneliness
Or depression
Love  is the ill-working
Flow of a broken heart
And damaged soul
Only one can heal me
I just can't hear His voice right now.

There
be no sting
on the tail of a dove

A soul
knows nothing
of suffering love

So, my words,
Could not reach your heart,
Maybe then,
My silence would

My heart races and I cannot escape it.
I'm stuck inside my skin.
I itch with anxiety and my chest collapses.
I'm stuck inside my skin.
Tear me out, piece by piece.
Let me go from this bag of flesh that traps me in this horrid place.
I'm stuck inside my skin.
I'm not insecure; this is not about appearance.
I want to escape my self.
Hide n go seek with my own mind, inside my mind.
I'm stuck inside my skin.
This skin that is the cocoon for a worthless worm that could never grow wings to escape.
Unzip me and let my contents pour out.
I'm stuck inside my skin.