I look at myself in the mirror,
Disgusted by what I see.
Every time that you get nearer,
Is an unsolved mystery

You left me in the rain,
All alone and scared.
I dealt with all the pain,
From the love that we once shared.

My days and nights are mixed,
I can't stand another day.
It's something you can't fix,
With something that you say.

This ticking time bomb can't wait,
It will explode any minute.
If it is what it is then it's fate,
And neither of us will win it.

That glimmer in his eye
The charm in his walk, his talk
It was a curse
Didn't you notice his broken finger?
3rd one on the left
That was a present from his mother
No Doctor called at 6 years old
When the trunk slammed down
The remedy was olive oil
No CPS was called back then
They called him tough, brave and strong
But really it was a curse

With only four words her whole life changed "you bet your life" he mocked, and she did. She bet her life it would be just the way it was written. So she read the words over and over again. She promised and prayed with dedication. Then she stood back and watched it unfold. Just as it was told it happend and she knew. He was trying to make her doubt but she knew. She was not blinded by uncertainty; she was grounded in belief. Unshaken by fear she knew her life was important, important enough to dedicate. She was important enough to love. Some wanted her to think she wasn't but she knew that wasn't true, after all, she bet her life on it.

we're all art.
we're all magic.
why to become a show for this worldly fake ticket.
when you believe in nature's existence.
when you embrace the universe in you, across that sky.
things change, you know..

winters bring more poems,
as they cover a lot.
as they make it all silent.
as they brings us close to our warmth,
fuming from our skins.

Your eyes are a circus mirror,
I see myself warped:
Unreal, too beautiful,
Too radiant.
That's not my me,
She's yours.