I chose to be happy
To smile with no regrets

I chose to be witty
To be valiant and not to hate

I chose to move
To turn and not to look back
again

but memories go  strong
as time choose to run
when yesterday now ends
I wipe to reminisce again

And there,
at the end of the day
I still choose
to cry
again.

I'd befriend the obsidian sky...
   I'd shower it with a bounty of praises.
  So that it'll welcome my nightly gaze,
     without threats from overbearing clouds.

     I'd impress the twinkling stars
       by serenading them with songs unheard by most.
     So that when the time comes,
  they'd cast their votes in my favour.

I'd whisper to the nighttime breeze.
   I'd cavort and giggle at its slightest touch.
      So that when I fly my flag,
   it'll catch it in full billows for her to see.

Then finally...
  I'd woo the twilight moon...
     For she is the prize
   my heart had sought to pursue.
    I'd court her
      with the fiercest blaze that burns within...
     In hopes that she'd forever
   remember me as the suitor that had
fallen helplessly.

you'll find me by the rope swing
the one beneath the trees
and there will be our childhood
our happy little childhood
the one we never speak of
the one we never had

please
don't hate on me
but.

i have a confession to make

i've never been depressed
or stuck down in the dumps

and i kinda feel ashamed about it,
like i need to keep it quiet.

and
i've never thought of suicide
or using those X-acto knives

but i kinda wish i had so
i could say
that
i know what it's like

but to be honest
i just can't.

and that bothers me.

because then i want to think
that somehow i'm superior

that i should be the one to help
because i am so obviously

stronger.

so
to those who hurt and struggle
with the pains and fears i don't

please help me to remember,
that my strength is hardly tested
if i haven't walked through nights
when i'm pushing past
fears more dark than when
i just turn off the lights.

help me to remember,
that i still freak out and
lose my mind when everything
comes crashing in

at once

and
help me to remember
that the reason i am here
the way i am
is not because of what i do
but what he did to die for me.

so there you have it.

I’ll love you to pieces just so I can put you together and watch you fly.

my world changed today
and nobody has noticed
yet
i don't like change
don't deal well
with upheaval
with letting go

even when it is needed

but at least there are words
and time has a way
of erasing memories

a year from now
no one will even remember
i once filled a chair
during the night shift