I'm obsessed, I'm addicted, I'm infatuated, I'm completely captivated by you.

Whether you realize it or not I worship the ground you walk on, I worship you.

You are a sweet breath of life into my meaningless body. You give me soul and purpose.

The way you smile, the way you laugh, and all the little things that the normal eye wouldn't notice are all the things i hold precious.

Here I stand, in love with you. Praying for the day that maybe you'll notice me that way too.

There is no haunted house scarier than the place I speak of.
No creepy woods late at night compares.
The scariest place a human can be, a place no one is safe from.
To be alone with your thoughts can be the most devastating place anyone could be.
You are trapped with only thoughts and feelings and nothing can save you but yourself.
Some people are easily able to evade the thoughts and move on to other things, but some of us aren't that lucky.
For those of us who are trapped inside the tunnels of our minds we constantly are interrupted by overwhelming thoughts and nothing can stop them.
It's easy for people on the outside to think we can just turn off these bad thoughts but for us trapped there is no escaping this horrifying place. It's a constant battle of worry and misconceived ideas that we aren't good enough, that everything we do isn't enough for someone.
But never give up the internal battle with the demons that hide in your tunnel. You are good enough.

Since when did a number define our importance?

The number of likes on a photo, the number of retweets on a tweet or even the number of followers you have.

All of these mean nothing in the grand scheme of things but to people today these numbers define who we are as if they tell us our self-worth.

We are a society addicted to technology and are constantly trying to prove to others that we are cool or trying to fit in.

Do not let a number define you. Enjoy who you are and be what you want to be. You do not need a screen or an app to tell you what you or who you should be.

Numbers don't define you. You define yourself.

You make me feel alive. Like nothing ever has before. I can't even put into words the way I feel. I crave to be with you. You're all I ever think about. Every tweet, every song, every thing I see reminds me of you and there you are creeping into my thoughts. I want to be the one you want, the one who makes you happy. It's like an addiction and I can never get enough. Sitting next to you puts me in a state of bliss, a nirvana of happiness that nothing else compares to. You're all that I could ever want. You are my everything. I will never ever give up on you. Through amazing times or our lowest points in life I will be there to hold your hand. I will do all the things the others guys never did because to me, you're so much more than a pretty face or someone who is nice and sweet. You are perfection in every single way and I want you to be mine.

Don't be a prisoner to mental slavery. Society wants us to be mediocre. Go to school, study, pass the test, those are all beliefs we are told since we can remember but are they really what you believe in? The window of life is so small that we must seize opportunities when they come. We need to get busy living before we are no longer able to. It happens way too often in society today that people are wearing clothing they don't like and doing jobs they don't want to be doing. You don't have to be a square piece that fits perfectly in the puzzle society lays out for everyone. Become a lion, don't let anyone or anything stop you from becoming what you want to become. So what's holding you back? Take control of your life.

I've never been afraid of heights except when I'm with you. You take me to new levels above everything else and the world seems so small. But then comes the fall, and it happens a lot quicker and hurts a hell of a lot more than any other collapse imaginable. Why build me up only to leave me standing here with nothing at the end? You've got all that you're looking for as I look from the outside like a child staring into a candy store. While you're away with him i sit and dream of all the things we should've been. I guess that's why they call it Fool's Gold...

It's truly a shame there are so many beautiful faces, but not very many beautiful minds. A pretty face can get your attention but it's the thoughts and the complex levels of a woman that make you stay.

People know the feeling of unexpected joy when you stick your hands in an old jacket or pair of pants and find some extra cash.

Or the shock and happiness of being at a restaurant and someone kindly paying for your meal without you knowing.

All the feelings of unforeseen joy and excitement can all be wrapped into one giant bundle and hit you like a gust of wind when someone new walks into your life.

It's like being a kid and bursting through the doors of school as the bell rings on the final day of the year. Full of excitement and energy ready to take on anything.

Having you come into my life was a breathe of air that was nothing short of necessary. Like the sun rises in the morning to start a new day, each morning as I rise I now have a purpose to create a smile on your face.

I can't explain why or how as most mysteries often occur. But the story of you and I is one I hope that never ends.

What is true happiness? Does it even exist? Happiness is the worst addiction. We try so hard to find what makes us happy, to be happy. But it's a never ending chase. We all want to be truly happy and for some people they are lucky enough they find those things but for most we constantly search and try to fill that empty feeling. We find temporary things that give us happiness for a moment or a little while but eventually we are back to where we started wanting more wanting to feel that way again.

When you're trapped inside the pitch black tunnels of you're mine you're scared and lost. You don't know what direction to run, you're surrounded by the terrors of your thoughts. Any positivity that enters is quickly drown out by the deafening cacophony of "You're never going to be good enough"
"You are only wasting your time"
"They never did like you"
All your insecurities and fears suffocate you and you pray that you will eventually see the light and escape.


I just want to feel appreciated, like I'm actually good enough for someone or something. I put everything I have into it and beg but am always left feeling empty and destroyed. I just want something to let me know all my efforts are seen and mean something rather than to just constantly put pushed aside.

It's hard to write when things are going well. I used poetry as an escape from the madness and depression. Now that things are going well I find it difficult to write. But here I am at the bottom of a bottle, thinking about nights with you again. I'm happy with myself for once in what seems a lifetime but it doesn't feel the same without your smile in my life. I look at the moon and wonder if you are looking at it too. Chances are unlikely but maybe just maybe you'll glimpse at it and maybe just maybe you'll think of me.

I'm so scared, scared to lose you. That one day you will wake up and realize you can do better than me and then you'll be gone. It's like waiting for your death, not physical death but internal. All I will be left with is the memories and thoughts of what we were. You mean more to me than anything else in the world and I can't lose you. You're more than just a best friend, I cannot describe what it is but it's something I want to grow old with. I never want there to be a day where I don't call or text you just to hear about how your day went or things that's been on your mind. I'm so scared to lose you because you're everything to me and I don't know how to live life without you in it.

We are ******. Peace Love and Positivity. Please.