No ink can write
down the love i have
for you. No ink can
write down the war
raging on inside of my
mind.

No ink can write
down the times that i
thought darkness will
drive me blind.

No ink
can write down what
I feel for you in the
middle of the night
in a few simple
poetic lines* ~

Cold winter breathes
acid in the rain

Blinded by ashes
it grows harder to
inhale your touch

My bones ache
in the night
as the heat sets
into molten stone

An inner freeze
enters my body
creating a storm
of the ancients
so far away

With the same grace within me like before it all, I stand
with the same grace I choose to hold my head above the waters and breath
With the same grace through the Darkest Hours I walk through
With the same grace in the face of Fear, Anxiety, Shame, Rejection, I thrive
With the same grace in me even through Tears I fight back with a smile
With the same Grace even in the battlefield am confident
With the same grace upon the face of defeat I accept and pat my back
With the same grace,
Through Life, I Be.
I Grow.
I Love.

What's that they're calling me?

Monster?

Freak?

Yes, I am
I accept it
More than ever now.
More than ever before.

Monster?

Freak?

My anger is not a poison.
It is my fuel
To go and kick back at life,
When life pushes me down.

My anger is not poison,
It is fuel.

To claw and kick and rage forward
Because I know
If I stop
I die

My anger is not poison,
It is my fuel

Whoever says that anger makes you evil
Or Anger makes you dark.
Then I guess
I'm the villain in this story

My anger isn't poison,
It is my fuel.

Like a great steam train,
A fire lies inside me.
Burning like Hell itself
To keep me going.

Because if I stop
Even once
I die

I am only human
I laugh, I cry
Im hurt at times
I pray, I eat
I do normal things
I sing, I dance
I draw, and have romance

I am only human
I am only human
I breathe I sigh
I fail I try
I am not perfect
because I am only a human.