I sit on my bed,
Strumming aimlessly at my guitar.
My mind is clouded,
Clouded by thoughts of you
And only you

You stand up on the table, you shout,
"This is not who I am. This is not what I want. This is my life not yours. I'm not a puppet."

Everyone gasps and points their finger at you, shouting,
"This is what you have to be. This is what you have to want. You must follow the status quo."

You look at everyone, "This is my life and I will live it wisely, for me, not for you." You reply, as you turn around and become something incredible.

A true poet at heart,
I’ve been trying to find someone who can untangle my messy thoughts and create something beautiful with them.

A true poet at heart,
I know you’ve been looking for the same. Every poem you’ve written has somehow been able to unravel my thoughts.

True poets at heart,
You’re the only one who knows me

All it takes is one mistake and you're done for

Love isn’t worth the pain anymore.
I’m a hopeless romantic and maybe that’s all I’ll ever be.

On a plane reading the message you sent me,
My heart feels so warm like I'm drinking a warm cup of hot chocolate on a cold snowy night,
I feel at peace,
Such a rarity for me,
How can one person make me feel like this?

I've been in many relationships, and there's only one which hasn't left any scars.
Sometimes things can trigger certain memories or feelings.
If that happens, do not worry, it is not you.
I'm still trying to work through some issues.
It may take time for me to be comfortable around you.
Many of my relationships have caused me to mask my true self and become someone else.
I want you to know that the more get to know me, the more you may not like what you see.
I'm still recovering from my past and so bad habits are still present.
I'm still changing and still learning.
If I ever do something that you don't like, please tell me.
Don't hide things from me, especially if it's something that I do that makes you uncomfortable.

I ran fast and far hoping that everything would fade away,
Hoping that if I ran far enough
Perhaps I'd be able to rest for a little bit,
At least before the storm caught up to me.

I ran until my legs became weak and my lungs started to burn,
I ran until tears were falling from the excruciating pain,
I ran until y body went numb and the storm swallowed me

You think you treat people equally

We forget that when we are lonely we are never really alone
Sometimes you just have to look deeper to find it. We are never alone.
There will always be someone out there
Going through the same thing
Dealing with similar things
Feeling the same emotions

Life just slips away.
Maybe you didn’t mean it to,
Maybe you just got lost in the ocean of your own thoughts,
Maybe the voices of others bothered you, so you dunked your head under water to drown out the noise,
Maybe it’s all of those moments you wasted on work
Maybe it’s all the times you’ve changed yourself to please someone.
Maybe, you were too busy dreaming of the future, that you forgot to live in the present.

We sit, backs to each other.
We are a mirror representation of each other,
Yet we are nothing alike.
Still, it is hard to distinguish one from the other.
A still framed image of a certain time and place.
Some may call me history,
Others,
Art.

I am not good with words or people.
The thoughts I have seem to never come out the way I want them too.
That’s why I find different ways to communicate.
Yet no one seems to understand,
Well no one except you

There is a problem with our society
There is not a problem with our kids

I spend the day working on things that keep me busy.
I spend the night working in an empty garage, repairing cars.
I do this to distract myself, but sometimes my mind just stops when I’m working and thinks about that nagging thought that never seems to go away.

I notice it and I think to myself.
I am enough
I am enough
I am enough
I am enough
I am enough
But no matter how many times I say it
It doesn’t change the feeling of worthlessness

Because deep down I know that if I was enough.
Things would be different.
My life would mean something to someone
Or just general

The saddest moment in my life
Is finding out I'm still alive

A shot can be heard through
Followed by a thump

A boy’s lifeless body
Is laying on the floor
Limp

I'm scared of being caught up with life and forgetting,
How much I love you.
I'm scared that one day,
I'll choose my work instead of you.
I'm scared that I will become so caught up with things I have to do ,
That I will forget the things that really matter;
And that nothing compares to sleeping and waking up next to you.

Only those who I consider family
Are the ones who truly
Know me

I'm not much of a people person.
I'd much rather stay at home and play video games,
But I'll do anything for my friends

I am plastered with ideologies and expectations of other people.
I am the product of everyone else's wants.
I am everything everyone wants me to be.
I am everything but me.
I am not enough.

One of the things I'm haunted by
Is giving up on something that I was told
I wasn't good enough to do

I am in a room surrounded by family and friends,
But I still feel alone
Without you, I might as well be standing on another planet.

I just feel so useless
You need someone who is better fit for this

I'm trying to help
Yet you are still hurting

I don't know if it's because I am not doing stuff right
Or if I am just not good enough

I really want to help you
But I get frustrated because you are still hurting

I feel hopeless
I get down because I don't know what to do

It's not your fault love
Just tell me what I can do

"That's the tragedy of living isn't it?" he asked,
"We watch our friends go through hard times. We watch the best people turn bad. We watch our parents die. We endure so much hardship in our early years. We let our feelings be locked up. It's like living isn't the goal anymore, survival is. If that's so then I don't want to live anymore."

You are the space between everything,
You are the missing part that makes everything else a something

I know I'm lost with no motivation to find my way back.
I led myself down a paper trail of the pages of my mind,
Now I want them back.
I'm somewhere between no courage among the other things I lack.
Lost in desperation where an ember turns to ash.

Somewhere along this path, I crossed the line,
Broken promises I've made without thinking twice.
I left my second thought and reason behind.
All in the name of making you mine.
Yet you left me alone and shattered my heart into a million pieces,

And now I keep asking myself
Why do I think that I have to live this life alone?
I know I'm lost,
I thought that when we lose ourselves,
We find each other,
But I guess I was wrong.
Now I am back to that feeling of heartbreak

"Hey, how are you?"

Typing...
Typing...
Typing...

"I'm not doing too well to be honest. I feel like a cold dark blanket has been wrapped around me, slowly suffocating me. I want the world to just stop for a second so I can catch my breath, instead of feeling like I am hanging on by a single thread. I want to run far away from here and go somewhere, where I am a stranger… I — I want to be free."

Deleting...
Deleting...
Deleting...

"I'm alright, you?"

Who knew love could be so wickedly beautiful.