It's funny
that inspiration
only knocks on
the doors of your mind
in times of heartache
in times of heartbeats
but never
in times of peace
... and as twisted as it sounds
I like that

I had a thought
A deep little thought
Some intruiging thought
The most beautiful thought

but then I forgot...

Por causa de ti,
Eu deixei de dormir.
Por causa de ti,
É difícil eu me concentrar.
Por causa de ti,
Eu estou sempre sem ar.
Por causa de ti,
Eu estou sempre em baixo.
Por causa de ti,
Eu tenho marcas e cicatrizes.
Por causa de ti,
Eu acho que sou feio e não valho nada.
Por causa de ti,
Eu conheci a minha pior inimiga.
Por tua causa,
Depressão.

do not let him take a part of you with him when he leaves
you will receive no portion of him to carry with you like an unlucky charm
and he does not deserve any bit of you if he declares he is leaving


you cannot think of this as a loss of your other half
for you are not a half but a whole, passionate, ferocious being
with teeth sharper than he knew what to do with
a love stronger than he could’ve ever returned


and one day
he may be prepared
but you must let him know that it is too late


for you will find someone else
who lifts from the knees to take on your heart
and they will give you stability
and they will carry it well
and you’ll be strong enough by then
to carry theirs in return


and you realize you are two individuals
and not fragmented halves