Cremate me, please
and sprinkle my ashes,

                    pinch by pinch
.                               on strippers' eyelashes.

You're nothing, Special.

Life is filled with constant negativity
It's always the same thing.
You can't do anything right,
Just stop trying to help,
This is all your fault.
You are nothing
And even in times of sadness,
What is most important to remember,
Always love yourself. Surround yourself with positive vibes.
Find something that can make you happy.
Writing, reading, playing a game, being with a certain person,
If it really makes you happy baby,
Don't let anybody take that away from you.
Everyone deserves to live a happy life.
Whenever you are sad, I want you to read my words
Be a beacon of positivity in a depressing world.

The sun rays penetrated my room and woke me this morning.
I turned over you give you a kiss,
But you weren't in bed with me.
I got up and got in the shower.
I walked into my room, expecting you to be waiting for me,
Like you always did.
But you weren't.
Everything I do now, is just a bittersweet memory.
I can't enjoy my favorite things in life anymore.
*Because all I think about is you.

You told me many times,
"You'll find someone better."
I want you to see into my mind, darling.
You are my sun, my moon, the first thought of the morning and the last one at night.
Yet I often find myself thinking, why do I allow myself to please someone,
*when they cannot give me the time of day.

The sun is out again.
I can feel her warm rays,
Caressing my body.
She feels so nice,
After a deep frozen winter.
She thaws out the land around me.
I can hear the water flowing.
I can see the wildlife around me.
And I know that warm weather,
And perfect days,
Are on their way to me.

Seeing.
Complete darkness in the wilderness
Mushrooms coming up on the stumps
Looking up into the beautifully clear night sky
Seeing every constellation illuminated by the moon.
Hearing.
The twigs I break as I swiftly step to the opening
The insects blaring their night time melody
I sense something beyond my sight.
Hear the mighty beast as it stalks in the shade of night.
Feeling.
Soft, damp earth under my bare feet
Running my hands along the craggy old trees
Stepping over rocks to avoid being slowed
A swift run in the woods.
Tasting*
Sweat drips down with blood into my mouth
I hate that rusty flavor.
But alas, I have fallen, and the beast is upon me
Consuming me into the everlasting darkness
That I tried so hard to escape.