These scars on my body
Engrained deeply into my skin, dark lines that can't pretend
People think that I let them define me
That these sad stories are my life
That I could never go on

But they're all wrong
These scars that I love
That are countless and plentiful
Those seen and those hidden

They don't define who I am
But they remind me of the person I can't be again

Atheist
It implies you don’t have faith
That you choose not to believe
But I have every confidence
I have every bit of honest and true belief
I just choose to turn my cheek
I’m not atheist

Despite the fact that I’d sometimes like to be

2:30AM* is for those who wake screaming
Those who lay with eyes wide open only thinking
That no one can hear them

2:30AM is for those who have lost hope
The insomniac who just choose to let go
Those so lonely that they teeter on decisions no one should know

2:30AM is those for those who try to put the pieces back together
The puzzles of their heart
Mismatched and out of place
Because all day you’ve hid how your puzzle continues to break

2:30AM are for those who are broken beyond repair
Too far gone to even care
They practice they’re smile
Put the stars in their eyes
Because tomorrow it’ll be time to put on show number 3,439
P.S it’s just one giant lie

2:30AM is not for those with their lives figured out
It’s for those people like me
Who feel as if they’re alone beyond belief
When really there’s an army out there who stand next to us in grief

...I hate *2:30AM

I can’t tell you how I feel
I can’t describe the emotions that build up inside
So I only do what I know is right
The black ink an endless sight
A spell enchanting us all
The anger and sorrow
The joy and elation
It feels like it’s never ending
There’s a beginning, but never an end
A promise of written word
That uncovers the hidden world
The beautiful morning horizons
The moon that slowly rises
The no one knows
And I love you’s
I’ll give you a poem
A rhyme
A letter
I’ll give you my entire life’s story
On a slip of paper
In between the lines of white
Because it’s the only way I know how to speak
My voice is mute
But I’ve found the pen can fix that to

They always told me to be afraid
of the monsters that lay under my bed.

Years and years I spent terrified,
too afraid to walk outside,
too afraid to live my life.

“Monsters! Monsters!” they told me,
Be afraid of the monsters!

They’ll watch as you teeter the edges of insanity,
they’ll laugh as you fall into the abyss of despair.
They’ll creep closer when you’ve stumbled to never get back up,
they’ll come to take you when you’ve finally lost all hope.

“Monster! Monsters!” they told me,
They’re everywhere!

I searched in the shadows,
I ripped through the closets,
I tore down the walls,
I looked under beds,
Yet never could I find the creatures that made my tears shed!

Where?
Where are the beasts of the night?
The ones that haunt me with their deviled flight!

And finally one day,
But only years and years later,
I finally understood.
After never knowing where my monsters lay,
I found I could see right through their big display.
Right in front of me screaming,
“Monsters! Monsters!” as they giggled and crowed
the terrible creatures had finally showed.
Ugly and foul,
smiling at me as they told me to be afraid.

There were never any monsters.
There was only just us.
It had always been just us.
And when I finally got up…
I smiled.

Then with them we walked to another young child.
All alone and afraid,
I sat down next to her whispering as soft as I could …

“Monsters! Monsters!” I said,
Everywhere there are monsters!

Laughing I saw the fear creep into her eyes.
I watched as the horror began,
and even as we crowed joyfully I yelled to her:

*…always be afraid of the monsters…

They fall dancing
Twisting and turning
Following the winter wind
I dance with them
The cold biting my skin
Tearing into the warmth of my body like a sickness
I can already feel myself slipping away
So I dance like no one is watching
If this is to be my final day
Then no one can take it away
Softly until the sun sets and the stars awake
Crystal slivers of white falling for my sake  
Don’t be sad when I go
Because I won’t really have gone
I’ll still be dancing
All day long in the white rain
The cold breeze whipping across the barren lands
Where only the traveling snowmen can see
So whenever you miss me
And you can’t remember who I was to be
Listen for the winter winds calling
Put on your coat and step outside into the white world
And I promise to wait there for an eternity
I'll wait for you to come dance with me

It’s funny how these things end
Love stories and happy endings
I’ve never been the sappy romantic
And from the beginning I could have never predicted
These feelings that have grown just for you
A place in my heart that beats uncontrollably
With a ferocity unmatched by any others
Already I know I’ve become the fool to be duped
Sometimes I get scared
Sometimes I get lonely
Sometimes I get confused
And then I remember the day you held me
And you said, “We’ll be okay”
I’ve watched you carry your burdens
You’ve seen me shoulder mine
We’ve not always been the closest of friends
No secret bond to share in the closet of skeletons
No fleeting glances that could be hidden
No secret love that has been written
We’re not Romeo and Juliet
But when you walk by I still find myself smiling
I tell myself I’m not meant to feel
Not like this
And not for you
So I have to lock my heart and thoughts away
To a place where no one may see my dismay
I tried to fight it
Tried to ignore it, pretend like you weren’t right there in front of me
Too afraid to voice my feelings
Too afraid to not be loved
Maybe one day though I’ll find the courage
To live with just being friends
Just talking could be a start
Laughing and joking
I could be okay
Never asking for more
Still I’ll always find myself hoping
In the shadows of the stars
That you’ll grab my hand and smile
Before leaning in to whisper
Will you be mine?