I mean yes,
Fear can rule.
But those people-
The ones who think
They rule fear,
The ones who think
They are fear,
Never account for
The few
Who stand up straight
And spit on Fear
They will stand up
And slap you, fear,
in the face.
They are the ones
Who will save us all.

A b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z yes. z y x w v u t s r q p o n m l k j i h g f e d c b a no. a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z stay? z y x w v u t s r q p o n m l k j i h g f e d c b a go. a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z left? z y x w v u t s r q p o n m l k j i h g f e d c b a right. a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z day? z y x w v u t s r q p o n m l k j i h g f e d c b a night. a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z.
M a k e y o u r c h o i c e.

Made, Made, Made,
We are made into what we are.
We are made
Into monsters,
Into dreamers;
          Believers.
We make ourselves;
Make each other.
We make our kingdoms
and our own personal Hells.
We are the queens of our realms
          And the kings and princes
We are the villains
The rabble-rousers
The Revolutionaries.
We are the killers
        Of our enemies
        Of our own
        Of the land.
We are made into what we are
And oftentimes,
It is not our fault.

I could live here
In this old, old town
Running around
Late at night
Kissing up against
Worn brown bricks.

She was a match in the night-
Bright, brilliant, burning.
When the sun rose
She burned on and on and on
And then It came,
The cool, calming wind
That saved her from herself
Breathe, it told her,
Breathe into the dawn.
For it was not any one person
Or one single thing, that saved her:
Only the freedom
And the rush-
The promise of a Wild Life.

I️ do not wish you to Heaven
Nor do I️ wish
The fires of Hell
upon your soul,
I️ only ask the abyss
To grant you the eternal
Nothingness
Emptiness
Longing
Pain
That you had given me.
Sincerely,
Jane.

At first, there is nothing,
Then a blossom of light
It brightens your day,
And glows in the night.
A wonderful feeling,
Puts warmth in your chest.
And for a short while,
You feel strangely blessed.
But then, there are those things
That just will not work.
They try and fit together,
But both are just… hurt.
So one says goodbye,
The other says it doesn't matter,
But in actuality,
Both hearts are shattered.
Like broken pieces of glass,
They cut and you bleed,
But both visions are too clouded
To see what they really need.
A little bit of warmth
To melt and to mend
A new kind of glow
To see you through to the end.
There will be many ups and downs
There will be sunshine and rain
There will be love and heartbreak
They will always be the same.
Someone will shatter you,
And you’ll feel
there’s no way to be fixed,
But broken isn't unfixable,
And someone new
is thrown into the mix.
All love may not be eternal,
But some things will last,
And heartbreak only lasts,
As long as it is asked.