The darkest of souls

have the brightest of scars.

Black as coal

dwelling in their mar.


Writing their pains

while choking on their cries,

revealing their brains

through poems for your eyes.


The darkest of souls

have the brightest of scars.

Black as coal

burning like stars.


Creating these arts

while surviving their hell,

gluing their broken hearts

by rhyming to a fare thee well.


The darkest of souls

have the brightest of scars.

Black as coal

poetry is their superpower.

Is love simply

give and take?

an ionic bond

is all what we make?

Or do we come

with applied conditions

"Share To Adhere"

like covalent bond-sums?

Wait....or is it pure

and so **** selfless

as if coordinating our

lives for someone else's?

Or maybe it is

a feeling so deep

felt even when

distance we keep?

But I believe

we have bonds

that are beyond

chemistry.

Because we humans

aren't mere elements

bonding with each other

isn't just an experiment!

Daydreaming at night is a paradox of a strange usualness

My antemeridian thoughts left me in a state of pure dire

Yet the patronage of the serene cloudy sky removed all desire

To surrender forever, instead I'll ascertain to progress

💙⛅💙⛅💙⛅💙⛅💙⛅

the opposite, actually.

cold, bitter resentment.

not for you, but for the rest of the world.
i'm not a pretty, peachy, sparkly girl,
i'm a cold, selfish, manipulative *****.
i don't care about anyone, or anything.
i keep up with the jokes and the smiles,
because i do love you, so incredibly much.

you aren't the boy i fell in love with anymore,

and i'm not the girl that fell in love with you.