Yellows
Pinks
Greens
Blues
Autumn leaves
roads leading somewhere new
pine trees lining the path
the glistening water of a lake
brush strokes
that part the clouds
so that the sunshine can guide me

a look that warmed the heart of the other
a smile that assures everything will be alright
eyes filled with wonder
a look that can be easily misunderstood
but not easily forgotten
the look of someone falling
falling so hard
that the rest of the world fades

If I had a friend with an earnest heart,
They would only desire for redemption;
Redemption from sins they hath never committed.
They would dream of touching heaven.
I would never wish on them the tears and pains
from the world of sighs in which we have grown.

Yet year to year they would face most disastrous chances,
The innocent will still be challenged by another insolent foe,
riddled with the dangers of a double edged tongue.
Tis the world we hath created.
Where the pure of heart are still question’d,
After the greedy invades their lives and corrupts.
Leaving their heart as if it were charcoal.

They will say ‘Twas strange’, ‘T’was pitiful’,
Their prayers will be said but not understood,
For they are said to often.
This deadly breach of sincerity,
Will let forth a purifying flood.
and I don’t expect many survivors.

They are the stardust they walk upon
They are the stardust that we praise so much
Light almost dwindling
But vibrant, beautiful and unpredictable all at the same time
They work in mysterious ways that we cannot comprehend just yet
They may not seem to be there, as their mind charts forgotten stars
But their presence is remembered long after they have left, like the sun
If not in an image, in a feeling
The feeling of stardust sparkling in your eyes
and the need to wonder in the remnants of the stars in the sky

What makes life worth living?
Love
Love that consumes everything it touches
Love that devours your soul
The look of love
That is plastered across the face
Of a groom as his bride walks down the aisle
The look of love that is returned to him
A look of unconditional love
The love that reminds you
you are worth loving

What makes life worth living?
Fear
Fear of being ripped away from your loved ones
Fear of sadness itself
The fear that darkens a heart
The fear that hinders you breath
As you face the all-encompassing
terror of the world
The fear that pulls you forward
And pushes you backward
The fear that reminds you
your heart is still beating

What makes life worth living?
Pain
Pain of being forgotten
Pain of solitude and not being able to fix it
The pain of teen heartbreak
Because it is always true love
The pain of knowing you have hurt someone
And nothing you say will change it
Pain that scars your skin
Pain that scars your heart
The pain that reminds you
you are capable of hurting
Because you are capable of being happy

What makes life worth living?

Love
Fear
Pain

Three words
Twelve letters
Infinity of reasons
And memories why
Life is worth living

To the girl with sky painted across her room
Filling the space with light fluffy clouds
Clouds dancing across her brain
Filling her with new thoughts
Remember those joyful thoughts

To the girl who has two people
Two of her people
They are the people she goes to
When she needs it the most
Hang on to them
Two of YOUR people is better than a hundred people

To the girl who’s family doesn’t talk
They don’t talk about the hard things
Not because they don’t matter
But they don’t want you to worry
Little did they know
Now you can’t talk when you need to

To the girl who’s grandmother is dying
You have prepared
You have always known how this will end
You have convinced yourself that you have dealt with it
But you are still terrified of the missing space
She will leave behind once she is truly gone

To the girl crying as she reads this
Let it out
Let in all the fluffy white clouds
They will be your salvation
Storm clouds will only be around for as long as they roll by
Storms end

To the girl that needs to hear this
It’s okay to not always be strong
Let down your walls when your ready
But living without anyone really knowing you
Leaves you even more vulnerable
Learn to lean on others
And get up when the ones who didn’t work out drop you

To the girl that is me
Just keep breathing
Keep relying on them
Keep distracting yourself
But live and love like the world is crumbling around you
Take risks

Oh.... My.... God
its trending

I want to be inspired
I want to be moved
I want to be swept off my feet

But for now I'll wait

I am not waiting for a man to find me
I am waiting for an opportunity to run
to explore
and to search

for an inspiration
for a movement
and for a man
a man who is willing to let me sweep him off his feet
only then will I be content

So I will wait to run
Then run into my happiness along the way
Knowing me it will be an accident

we are only human
we are only imperfect
we are only our ambitions
we are only our fears
we are only labels
we are only defined by people who don't know us
we are only different minds that form one
we are only unique counterparts
we are only wonderful
we are only intelligent
we are only who we are

what's wrong with the phrase "what's wrong"
don't ask me that question
unless you want a truthful answer
but I know you don't
so don't ask

You might never get to hold my kin
Maybe I will be like you and carry twins
You might never meet the man standing opposite me down the aisle
And I might never get to see you two share a smile
You might miss my graduation
For all these selfish thoughts I await damnantion

Though I can control this clever rhyme
I believe I'm running out of time
because there is one thing I can't manipulate
which seems to be your expiration date
I don't know the exact time or day
but I will be here until doomsday

The back of my throat
is where the words I always wanted to say but never could dwell

My mind
is where the words I never dared to share exponentionally increase

The back of my brain
is where I lock away the words I have deemed untouchable

The words lost
to the caverns and cages in me:

"I am sorry"

"I love you"

"I always have"

"I made a mistake"

"I was wrong"

"Don't trust me"

"Leave me alone"

"Is this what you meant by forever"

"You don't deserve anything you have"

"You are ignorant to the world around you"

"I don't know what I am doing"

"Help"

Well where do I start

From the mean girl settings
that are ingrained into every high school girl's brain
that spews out in a constant fountain of negativity
unable to reconise their fatal flaws
and just how toxic they are
ingornant to the painful words that they spit at people behind their backs

To the brainless children who are waiting to be told what to think
snorting themselves half brain dead
empty and indifferent
to what will happen to their worlds
as the world decays
along with their brain cells
unable to care about the life they are wasting

from the overly nice fake smiling girls
who think it is important to be liked by everyone
forgetting the most important person's approval
is their own
working their whole life towards
an impossible goal
left with a fake smile and hundreds of people they barely knew standing over their coffin
but nobody crying

to the sad tear drunk teens
with nothing to do but to wallow
with no other way to express themselves
than the scares that cover their arms and legs
and as they slowly engulf their bodies
it will become an armor
something to hide behind
instead of living

What I am trying to say is
I don't want to be you
so stop trying to morph me into
the sick twisted barely human thing
that the world made you into

the smoke
like smog
that rises into the air
in a dimly light room
after someone blows out their birthday candles
that is what I wish upon

the breeze
that carries
the dandelion seeds
to their new homes in the ground
that is what I wish upon

every star
that is not flying
across time and space
across my bedroom window
that is what I wish upon

the beautiful eyes
of every wonderful person
I have ever pasted on a crowded street
with a smile in their eyes and an open hand
that is what I wish upon

the smaller side of a wishbone
every other minute in the day
besides eleven eleven.
that is what I wish upon

There are people
within the world
that I am learning to identify

someone who feels at home
while breathing in the air
of a thunderstorm
as the flashes of light
absorb into their skin
and the rain poures onto their hearts
they feel at peace

Someone who watches the fog
slowly roling in
and waits for the right moment
when everything is engulf
by the cold mist
with no ominous feeling
only the feeling of tranquitily
that was there from the begining

someone who lays in the spring grass
and is not afraid to role down a few hills
even though
they are allergic to spring grass
they admire the blooming flowers
as their heads spin
and the rest of their body increases speed
down a steep hill
until they crash and laugh away every care

There are poeple
with in this world
I am learning to hold onto

words used to communicate
words used between soulmates
weaponized words
with soulful meanings
twisted and altered
till they seem slaughtered
words used to fill growing space
to distract you from the lack of embrace
words used in life-changing conversations
that have been carved in your heart and brain
words that don't have to be said
so simple that they cannot be misread
words bring life to a dreary world
but words aren't always simple and easy to convey
sometimes you have to write around their meanings
hide them behind metaphors till they are almost deceiving
like life words are complicated
they are used in too many ways