i feel this overwhelming sense of calm amongst all of the chaos,
my brain is foggy and i am not sure how to think.

breathe.
you will be okay,
just keep pushing forward.

todays problems will hide behind soon to be tomorrows' haze,
things come and go.

just remember to breathe.

you do not understand the power you have
your eyes make me weak at the knees
your hands hold me together
and your love keeps me sane

when you look at me i can see the sky
blue and dazzling
beautiful and bright

you are so soft and strong
standing tall to keep me safe

you don’t understand the power you have
i love you

my heart is yours
and i know this is true
your eyes meet with mine
i have heard that the sky is the limit

with love
there is no limit
so why do you hold the sky in your eyes?

-j.p.

bring out the ink, cover the page,
pools or creativity leak onto the desk.
you are incredible,
skill, abilities; boundless.
the sky's the limit and you’ve painted it with ten shades of blue.
brushes vary from size and shape,
pencils range in darkness and texture.
you create tones and shades,
different worlds, different beings present themselves;
bringing new things to existence,
making old things seem new.
you are an artist.
you create.
you, yourself, your art form,
a weapon.
skillful and sharp, utility.
along with your tools,
your training.
you too can become a weapon,
of mass creation.

-j.p.

i don't think i've ever been in a place
in myself
where i've felt wanted

i feel kind of dark
my eyes are burning
i'm not sure what to think

sorry i exist
i'll go

-j.p.

there's this feeling
of me being
constantly
on the verge
of
something.

i'm not sure what.
or why.

i feel as though,
simultaneously
i'm clinging onto something
while feeling completely disconnected,

from that thing.  

i'm lost.

there's this ledge
and i'm trying to tighten my grip.
sweat builds.

i'm slipping.