Any mental battle you are fighting right now CAN be won.

It can be a multitude of different things; fear, anxiety, self-doubt. The list goes on.

You should never fear what other people think. Why should you? People come and go, trying to adjust yourself to the will of others is a fools errand. Doing so, you will lose who you truly are at the end of the day.

YOU should be an example for yourself. It doesn’t have to be a dramatic change with the flip of a switch, one step at a time. As the old saying goes, Rome was not built in a day.

CHANGE never comes lightly. Anywhere you want to be you have to fight for it. The battles never end, but you will overcome them if you keep faith in yourself and no-one else.

I am nothing more than a boulder sunken into the shore against the sea.

Each wave cracks against my surface taking fragments and pebbles from me, devoured by the sea.

Over the course of time I slowly crack and waste away until I am nothing more than a pebble in the wash.

The final wave takes me away from the gritty sand I’ve called home.

Finally swept away and swallowed by the dark abyss.

I'm tired of love poems,
they stay behind
like stains of blood
after a ******.

It's all so strange to read them
after their inspiration is gone.
What are you supposed to do with them?
There's no place they belong to
after their inspiration is gone.
How are you supposed to move on from them?
Everything you write is about the time
after their inspiration is gone.

Are those tears in my pillow really mine?
or are they something I wrote before?
Can I say I'm truly in love?
or am I trying to burn my old love poems away?

The poems sit in a corner of my room
and my girlfriend can see them when we make love.
Is she thinking the same as I do?
I'm so afraid she does,
I'm so afraid she might go away
and leave me behind with nothing
but stains of love poems
on the floor.

maybe im the puzzle
but youre still the pieces