Driving along an empty street
at 6pm you
reach the beach.
The sun is halfway set.
You sit there and watch it sink into the ocean.
you think it's gone but then you remember
something you read a long time ago.
You run up to the lifeguard tower
and climb to the top.
When you get there, you can see
a sliver of the sun, setting again.

Nothing is ever gone if you remember
to change your perspective.

She sees the pain around her,
and understand their fears.
She is far too conscious
of other people's tears.

She hurts herself to cope
with all of these sad stories.
She doesn't understand her thoughts
and is terrified of insecurity.

She learns her thoughts are normal,
and that she is far to kind.
She must not worry,
because her friends are not far behind.

they say that the devil
is beautiful but so very
evil and i always
wondered how
something that looks
so pure could have
such a contaminated
soul
but i looked into your
eyes and dug my way
into your mind and i
realized that perhaps
the most precious
things have the
power to destroy
anything

i swear nothing matters
******* **** means nothing
we mean nothing know what i meen?
so focused on imperfection we never see the golden air waves
so secluded to our own misery that it blows right past us
but its there everything is
waiting for you to look up and notice
all the love in the world swirls around you this very second
but are you too sharp to notice

a message is sent
starting from my fingertips its
converted into an electrical signal
that travels up my arm, through
the network of nerves and receptors
the feeling goes up my shoulder, and around my neck
my brain decodes the message nearly the instant my
fingers send it,
another message is sent, this time from my brain
to my whole body
that instant my body warms up
starts to tickle
starts to tingle
starts to tense
i enjoy the feeling

I woke with his taste,
my fingers missed his skin,
and my mouth missed his face,
and in the pit of my torso I felt the weight,
the absence,
my hollow fate