i radiate light
most of my hours
but that's not to say
i am always okay

day after day
everything changes
you, me, the trees
my mood + their leaves

the sky never hurries
the mountains don't try
the bees and the moss
without judgement
s u r v i v e

unapologetically
spinning, the earth
moves along

qualities i hope
we all can
take on

"you're too young, you don't need to know what love is yet,
you have a whole life time."

what if i took your advice?
what if i waited until i was older,
but only lived a day longer?

i waited,
i never got my first kiss,
i never experienced my first love,
i never felt tingly, funny of butterflies,
all because of your opinion.

what if my infinity is only 13 years?
what if i don't live to see a another sunset or sunrise?

and you didn't let me love,
or feel anything close to that because i was "too young"

but what if i died tomorrow,

and waited until i was older to love?

I am sorry for the man I’ve been
And I’m sorry for the man I am
I like when I bleed
Because if I’m feeling something
I’m feeling free
Numb to the fact
Your heart’s black
Cause’ you’re angelic, but no angel
More hell smitten
I take white canvas and paint it black
Pretty worded love stories
Seem to be the aftermath
With blood tones in sunsets
And a calling from the moon
We can’t seem to answer

the moment a poet
falls in love with you

is the moment
you live

f o r e v e r

She lives in an
abundance of time
lucky for her
her heart
broken to bits and pieces
like the good ole china
your mother warned
you to be mindful about
She weeps looking
here and there
for the remedy to
stop the stabbing
pain of betrayal
but finally she comes
to realize
the cut that wounded
her so deep
will only mend
by the lonely
delicate hand
of time...