A broken heart and beating still.

Waiting for that one day to be okay is like being in a maze;
impenetrable and trackless.

I’m tired of trying.
Just so, so tired.

Someday,
let's create future memories together.
Nothing else in the world;
just you,
and me.

Take all the time in the world to heal your bruised heart,
even when you feel like you are falling apart;
know that there are people who will be there to catch you
when you fall.

You are capable of doing the extraordinary.
Though along the way it may seem wary,
drag yourself up and never look back.
Learn to love yourself again and again,
learn to be
you.

" To be, or to do? "
Does it really matter?

To pretend that you're happy and okay
is probably one of the worst thing to do
in the entire world.

It feels like a thousand needles piercing through your heart,
while you are slowly sinking into a bottomless dark hole,
fighting your way out gasping for air.

Countless thoughts going through your head,
struggling to fight your inner demon.

Sleepless nights, endless nightmares,
tears and heartbreaks,
everything seems normal to you.

She has been staring all day,
waiting for the Sun to set at bay.
Though meek and mild, delicate and kind;
pity,
they will never fit in this cruel world.

"Away with the wind and sky, she thought.
"I've got this."