As a child
I was always
That kid the teacher
Spoke of
As having my head
In the clouds.

I never saw
The clouds
I was never
Fond of the clouds
I prefer the night
The twinkling stars.

Because there
Is stories in the stars
And the stars hold truth.
A truth that
We aren't alone
And that oblivion is real

I've always felt
Insignificant
When I look at the night sky
Because I realize
Every moment
In this short life
Is just a moment
That could be the last
And I feel motivated
To try
To make my impact.

I have always feared
Oblivion
The inevitable
The thought of being forgotten
Because who doesn't?

I can't stand
To think
That I'll die one day
And know
I never changed the world
I was never a persons reason
To change, to live

I seem crazy
Because how can one
Be the change in the world
And I can't figure it out
But I will do it.

And I'll do it, for my love of the night.

-r.y.s

don't keep quiet.
go, and tell your story.
sing it from the rooftops
and shout it from the mountaintops.
write it in the sky,
tattoo it on your skin
and braid it in your hair;
tell your story.
don't let it go unheard,
because there is wonder
in your story,
there is grace in your
redemption,
because your words
are stepping stones
to freedom.
tell your story.

i pull my heart out
you pull yours
together, us two
face locked doors

the pride and hate
we each held dear
must fire burn
with such dark fear?

the key is trapped
within us both
though the fire
shows such growth

we two are one
the same in end
the schism torn
needs time to mend

So lay down blade
and hidden hand
for we must heal
this poisoned land

Pull your heart out
i'll pull mine
now each, us two
let us align

I will never forget those long thin fingers
Once used to push the hair away from my face,
now dripping in crimson secrets.
Those steady hands I’d grown to love are now shaking,
Shaking with a fear I have never seen you subject to.
I pray you snap out of this, for the sake of all we know.
Insanity has taken over and I can see it intends to grow.

Over the green grainy hills and cotton candy clouds,
Beyond the crystal covered ocean and suffocatingly star-filled sky,
An echo of a siren’s song resonates throughout and cannot be ignored.
Its addicting melody begs to be traveled and lives to be explored.

This is where we live now though you are not here.
I cry and plead for you to come back to your senses but your mind has disappeared.
Why won’t you end this habit before it destroys everything you know?
For the first time in weeks you look into my eyes, shocked.
Surprised to see me there,
As if I had not been standing in front of you for the past year.
With a twitch of your hands and the stars reflecting in your eyes, you whisper:
“Do not fret my love, it won’t destroy me for I am already as dead as winter.”

When I walk in the street I feel like I always have to hold my breath as I pass people.
When I'm in a crowded place I litrally freak out because I always feel like around people something bad happens to me.
Am I weird ??
I look at people sometimes and I'm like how the hell do they get it to always be this happy.
I look at relationships sometimes and I'm like how the **** can u be so inlove with someone and get along.
I look at friends and I'm like they trust each other??
Am I weird?
I sometimes stare at the mirror and then start to cry when I think.
I want something so bad but when its here I don't want it anymore.
Am I weird ?
I'm scared to get attached to someone.
Am I weird?
I don't really think I'm weird or anything I just think I have been dissapointed too much...