What's the point of love
I do not know.
What's the point of living
If I can't find love.

What's the point of love
I do not know.
I need to love someone
I need to use my heart.

What's the point of love
I do not know.
They will die eventually.
And I will be alone.

What's the point of love
I think I know.
Don't take me seriously
I think it has gone.

I stopped hoping,
because I know these
hopes
dreams
are only just hopes and dreams, and will only be
demolished into bits of pieces,
burned in the fiery bonfires of all the hell before me.

Why do i do this to myself?

I want you.
In silence i beg for your attention.
I just wanna be able to love you & treat you right.

You push me away.
Every chance you get.

I cry myself to sleep sometimes
Cause the feeling of unwantedness you bring to me drives me insane.

Why don't you reply?
Why don't you want me?

I just want to love you like you deserve.

The worst thing you can do for love is deny it;
so when you find that special someone,
don't let anyone or anything to get in your way.
~ Unknown

The day is done
and all has gone quiet
She now turns
thoughts inward
Trying to find
solace and peace
within her
Only to find
a barren desolate desert
Hollowed hearted
She dies inside
Silently screaming
As her soul's tears
slowly leeches her
life away

She stands calm within the nothing

what if
you are the only one
i ever
truly  in love with

don't act as you care
cause i know,
you ****** don't

The more I love, the more I hurt. But the pain should fade, right?
The more I think about not hurting, the more i hurt, sometimes all night.
If love rules all, and my love's gone, do I rule nothing? do I not rule?
Every great ruler, had seemed to fall, so why would i want to rule anyhow?

Maybe I would feel useful, maybe feel some love, not that fake warm feeling preachers say comes from above.
Love me, as I do you, or don't, it won't matter
ill always remember how hard i wanted to forget how much my love meant nothing,
I'm hurt, but still, I love you even though I know your love for me will never grow.

You drew a heart
with your pen...

... on paper skin.


Soul Survivor
2014

Dear Self, the Milky Way is hurtling through space constantly,
which means you’re always moving forward, even if you can’t feel it.

Dear Self, when you’re trying really hard and nothing’s changing,
remember that even with all the energy of the Sun, it takes light over 8 minutes to reach the Earth;some things just take time.

Dear Self, if you lived on the moon, everything would weigh just a sixth of what it does on Earth

So when the weight of carrying your shortcomings around makes you shake and hunch over

Remember the years you spent in high school forming a backbone that could withstand a hurricane

And realize what your mother meant when she told you how strong you are.


Georgia Radley, Letter to My Self.

There is no perfect someone waiting at the top
of the steepest peak, waiting for you
like some comic superhero in a cape
here to save you from your faults and failures.

No.

Love is looking at someone and going, "Wow, you're pretty ****** up,
but I love you regardless."
"And baby, even if you make a tremendous mistake,
I will always love you."

No dramatics, no perfection.

Just seven-hundred shades of awkward blushes
staying up 'till 4 o'clock talking about nothing
and spending hours in angst over what sweater to wear on your dates.

There is no shortcuts, no steep passes, and most importantly, no heroes
only little mistakes, slips of the tongue, and sweetness
but, if you go in expecting mountains
the disappointment will be your downfall.

So, just live with it
go to sleep, embrace your lovers, laugh at yourself
and don't dread the mountain pass
for, in the end, there is no true mountain at all.

Only the simple taste of what is to come.

We are
still
young.
Do not forget that.