If you believe you are worthless,
You are wrong.
Ask your friends and family—
Ask the ones around you.
They’ll be able to tell you
At least a little
Of how you’ve influenced them.
Maybe talking to you
Brightens their day.
Maybe they come to you
For advice.
Maybe you provide
That critical listening ear.
Maybe your smile
Puts them at ease.
Maybe you have brilliant ideas
That remind them to discard The Box.
I speak of all these Maybes,
But I leave it up to you
To find out exactly how
You’re needed
You’re wanted
You’re loved
You have worth.
Write them down.
Look at them again and again
When you’re hovering in the Void.
Maybe it won’t bring you out,
But maybe it’ll keep you
From falling further.

two bolts of lightning
flash at the very same time
you streaking your way
and me streaking mine

for the briefest of moments
together we lit up the sky
then the whole world went dark
with no one left to ask why

that brilliant light is gone forever
all that’s left are cloudy skies
and your afterglow in the lonely dark
at night when I close my eyes

You 'are' beautiful!

Let no one convince you
otherwise.

Not even you.

~~~

what i like most about people
is their ability to express
without separating their lips
how they can speak their minds
without actually doing it
and how they
unconsciously
try to build up unbreakable walls
just to let the world out
when they need to let the world in
how their eyes are betraying
revealing the secrets of their hearts
and how you
luckily
can catch a glimpse of their soul
when they whisper your name
in the dead-cold october sun

*(k.w)