The anchor has rose up from its deep weighed level pressure. It isn't as heavy,
I can hold it with one hand.
I can use it for important uses.
The anchor may have rust stains, rugged edges, bent tips, and crisscross seaweed,
but i can use it.
This anchor has been through steeps of rubble and underwater debris,
But i can use it.
Nothing can pull my anchor back to the bottom drenches.
It'll stay up, thank you very much

This morning
I woke up and I told myself
It's a new day,
It's a new life.

This afternoon
I got home from school and I told myself
You're closer to your goals,
And closer to your deadlines.

This evening
I got up from a nap and I told myself
If you refuse to work for it,
How will you ever get there?

Tonight
Before I go to bed I will remind myself

" You are capable of great things,
But those great things are fruits of your labor. "

If you refuse to work hard now,

There's
no room
for regret
in the
*future.

Moonlight covered vanity,
Ethereal heartbeats as hands touch.
A Chemical filled moment seems so,
Forever.
Underneath the stars,
Who watch with angst.
swallowed whole by reflected light from the moon,
Which does not judge, only shine.

Small moments in this place, with these things make hearts skip beats.
Makes eyes refuse to blink,
They stick in brains forever,
Not departing until they hop into the souls suitcase when it departs from the body.

Are you even capable of such feelings?
When you inhale
You pull the life right out of me
And I’m left, alone
Waiting*
Exhale

Missing blissful memories,
Cherished thoughts.
Memories in webs,
Tangled knots.
Binding grievances
Pave the way.
Unfettered thoughts
Have their own say.

Moments felt,
Moments understood.
Times are past,
Graveness its hood.
Calm seas rejoice
In silence.
Storms are but
Reasons to penance.

Regret hopes to
Unbind the will.
Will’s infant cry
To escape.
Bewilderment stares
With mouth agape.

Confusions unfold
In graves.
Souls depart
To hellish caves.
Brevity speaks
A thousand words.
Wilderness stands
On a million swords.

Confused and petrified.
Thoughts again
To guide.
A vicious circle
So unholy.
One committed
To every folly.

Your eyes sparkle when I look at you
When you are inside me
It feels intense with love and passion.
I love you.
Your body quivers when you kiss me
I feel your heart beat when I sleep
My head on your chest
Your around me tight
I love the moment of peace
His smile and kisses show me
The words he can't say
A simple "I love you"
Makes my heart melt
This moment
Those blue eyes.

A heartache
Leads to heartbreak
Making life easy to take
Not caring bout the sorrowful wake

Blooden'd tears fall upon
Thy tender cheek.
A hollow chime is laid
Bare on swollen ears.

The blank canvas of thy
Body lies still like a mirror'd
Pool in aspect of night's
Algid face of innocence.

Under evocative, tragic skies,
In the fields of summer bright,
Lost in lamentation's hue
Thy death as sweet as roses' bloom.

Its those who have been through the hardest of times that I see create the most beauty..  I cannot imagine what you have been through..  But for you to create another universe means that you have gone through hell below hell..  And some how you have made it back.. Please welcome me to your creation..  Dear God she truly is a prayer..  One of the most least understood..  And she is happy.. Seeing her happy helps me create another heaven..