They will tell you
All poetry has been written
There is nothing new
Under the moon
But let me tell you
They don’t know you
You are as unique
As the DNA that exists
Within your frame
The ripples on your thumbprint
No one ever had the same.

Listen...

You have something to say
Say it proudly
Say it boldly
Never let them scold you.

Never let them make you go away.

What is a love
A red colored dove
Depression
A black colored obsession
Anger
A red hot cliffhanger
Sad
Grey and the opposite of mad

You
With your words
The Knife.
You.

Me
Knowing and not knowing,
Afraid and clueless.
Me.

Us
A thing that used to be,
The dust on the mantle.
Us.

We
Will never be the same
The blood that was spilled across the floor.
We.

This crime scene filled with pain and sorrow and regret.  The murderer and the victim one in the same—but also separate.  Two hearts that both dance to the same miserable song.

Dank memes
And dark dreams
Welcome to my mind
Where thoughts viciously bide
And where I go to hide

I feel at peace
I feel warm
even in snow
or rain
nature is little bits of bliss
and peaceful noise
like rain on a lake
wind in trees
this is the first time in a while
that I have felt peace