Have you
Ever felt
Like no one hears you begging,
"Please, someone,
Make these voices stop and make
Everything okay again"?

I lost my mind
But that's okay I didn't need it anyway
My mind just weighed me down
With thoughts of why I shouldn't be
And why I'm not good enough
I can honestly say
I am much happier without it

I'm writing my wrongs on paper
To never forget my mistakes.
I'm righting my wrongs on earth
To rid us all of heartaches.

I am not nothing.
Nothing never has the power to hurt, nothing can't cut like a blade or burn like poison.
Being nothing would be a privilege, a privilege I do not deserve.
I am far worse than nothing.
I am something wretched.

You love me loudly.
Like thunder crashing as you roll on top of me.
You love me quietly.
Like the pitter patter of rain as I kiss your skin.
You love me hard.
Like a rockslide as our lips crash together.
You love me softly.
Like autumn's first fallen leaf as our hearts connect.
You love me bravely.
Like a mother bear as you protect me from my demons.
You love me shyly.
Like a field mouse as you run back to my arms.
You love me selfishly.
Like winter's eternal snow as you blanket me from harm.
You love me givingly.
Like the summer's gentle sun as you provide for me.
You love me like earth's four seasons, like the world's seven wonders.
You love me like the change of the seasons and you love me like the unfaltering sun.
You love me like God loves his creation.
You love me unconditionally.

A love so young but a love so pure.
From where did my good fortune spring?
I am no saint, no holy man, not even a righteous man. So from where did my good luck spring?
She is spring's first daisy, fall's first wind.
She is winter's first snowflake, and summer's first ray. She is the epitome of creation and too good for me.
From where did my good fortune spring?

Where will you be in two weeks time?
Two weeks time is nothing.
Will you be proud of yourself, prouder than ever?
Will you be able to say that this is your day?
Where will you be in two weeks time?

Where will you be in one months time?
One months time seems far.
You could capture your life and deem it your own.
You could still be waiting for something less frustrating?
Where will you be in one months time?

Where will you be in one years time?

One years time’s uncertain.
Your possibilities are endless if you just let them flourish.
You could be anywhere with the right care.
Where will you be in one years time?

Where will you be ten years time?

Ten years time could you be dead?
Tell me you’ll be more than just a memory in someone else’s head.
Tell me this phenomenon will transcend on.
Tell me you’ll be here in ten years time.