We live in the world that kills each other
in a cycle no ones understands why of its theory to do so

I am an ocean child, lost and searching
in this wide sea of humans passing
wondering and pondering at thoughts
nonetheless crying for the attention
of love, honestly, and heart of the purest

I am mentally abused by my past,
and a confuse young at youth
searching for the reason of why
I am here on this land born to do
with faith, I prayed for the gods
to give me a sign what am I meant

The inner ocean in me cries
for a heart to comfort my sad soul
even though knowing
I will die alone at the end
only left with inked writing
and faded memories god left
inside of me, to remain of my past

A scuba diver, I am
I have treasure the oceans
and never ate a shark
ever in my life time
as it was the vow I took
as a young child
I promise to save
their race from extinction

I am a young youth whom
have been much through hurt
and betrayal countless times
I am not the walking perfection
but I am a caring soul
who only begs to be loved
and wants only of love and nurturing

In this century, I have fear
nothing last forever
though anymore, there is hope
but don't hang on it too long
the rope will tear if
you hold strong and heavy
enough you'll drop and die

Like the ocean, my feelings
swayed and fades
through down my skin
and the sound of the sea
flow in, and attune my veins
to my heart, it calms
the war in myself ..

Knock well on wood as you enter but
Know knuckles lend their skin for flood
Of the risk of entrapment eternal?
Well, few find their bodies stuck and
What's worth its weight in blood
Splays on the lit altar face

It can be warm
Only if you touch
If you touch first
You speak your secret
Farewell

Read through the words you spent sinner our
Real lines lie under thinner lace
Your constant wore hiding the venom crawl
Held below bidding inlay here
Half craving finger's trace
Specters bid sweet interlace

It can be warm
Only if you touch
If you touch first
You speak your secret
Farewell

Empty ones warn walls
Before little embraces
Creating lethal snares
Come
Catching worlds unaware
Come
"Empty ones," All say
(Come speak your secrets)
"I'm fine."

Now you see me
Now you don't

I am a shadow's brother
A caster's Illusion
A magician's slight of hand
An imposter's facade

A theif's mask
A soldier's stealth
An infultraitor's silence
A clever pawn

You can't run
You can't hide
Now you see me
Now you don't

“You’re single because you’re single. It’s not because you texted too much or too little or waited 33 minutes to respond because he took 23. It’s not because you met up with your ex that night at 5 a.m. that no one knows about, or because you kissed another boy after a date with a loser.
You’re not single because you spit food on that date or tripped coming out the the movie theatre. You’re not single because you hurt your first boyfriend really badly when you were 15 or because you have yet, to this day, to apologize. It’s not because you were secretly jealous when your friend got a boyfriend or that a guy you dated for two months now has a really cute girlfriend and looks really happy. And you’re happy for him. But still ill that he found someone before you.

You’re not single because you slept with your ex boyfriend. You’re not single because half the world found out when you didn’t even want to remember it yourself. You’re not single because you think the guy your friend wants to hook you up with is ugly or not tall enough. It’s not because you’re not willing to put up with someone who doesn’t brush their teeth on a regular basis.

You’re not single because your standards are too high. Good for you for having standards. It’s not because you didn’t like that really, really good guy who wanted to take you on a date and you just weren’t feeling it. And it’s not because you like to wear pajama pants as soon as you get home and wash all the makeup off your face. You’re not single because you didn’t learn enough from the past or would rather chill on a Friday night with your blanket and a cold beer than shower, get ready, and go out. You’re not single because something is wrong with you.

You are single because you are single. It’s really as simple as that. You haven’t made the connection with another heart yet. You can get dolled up, dress cute, cut your hair, dye your hair, tweeze your eyebrows, put on lipstick and you may still. be. single. You can go out to a bar hoping to meet the love of your life and not find a **** one in the place attractive. And it’s going to remain that way until it’s time for you to find one. Stop hoping for it. Start living the life that you do have instead of wishing for things that you don’t have. There will come a time you’ll meet a boy and you’ll have to give up some of this single freedom you currently have. Start being more thankful. Start doing that now.”