Sometimes, the best thing to do
when you have been hurt
is to set your past on fire,
and watch it burn.

Curtains and draperies
of sunshine and
undeserving affection
sit on my shoulder
like petals of my favorite flower,
Complimenting me in
all of my best places and
drowning the bad in
something more than beautiful.

She looks in the mirror and sees her reflection,
her reflection no longer lives.
Instead she suffers.

Just the sound of your name
makes my ears bleed,
and saying it taste like
poison on my tongue.

Salt water waves crashing above my head,
screaming from the deep.
They threaten to swallow me whole,
fearlessly i walked into the white washed waters
ever so ready
to become one with the tide.

The sun inside of her
Rages like a wildfire
Burning anything that she can see,
Ruining everything she touches.
She’s a golden girl,
In a golden age.
Touching only what she chooses to touch,
Loving only what she wants to.
She’s a beauty that
Illuminates everything around her
With a sun that everybody wants,
But no one can have.
She rages like a wildfire
Spreading her beauty into every
Little corner that she can imagine.
And with every one of these corners
She conquers something.
Sometimes she doesn’t know that she does
But the hearts that she has,
They will never ever forget her.
The sun inside of her raged on
Like a wildfire that can’t be contained,
And when they try to contain it,
She over comes, and sometimes
She has to touch things to overcome.
But don’t be afraid,
She only touches the things that
She knows will be okay in the end.

I remember laying in the grass
feeling the wind dance across my skin,
watching your chest rise with every breath
as he turned closer to me,
he whispers tiny songs of
sweet "i love you."

and that's when i realized i fell in love
all over again.