God I hope she does
not end up like you when she
is older, amen

3:07 AM
18/9/22

Doing what others
do for acceptance is a
form of suicide

4:10 PM
27/6/22

It's been a while
since I felt this good but how
long will it last for?

4:22 PM
25/8/20

Of all the places
I don't belong, it is your
heart that feels like home

7:31 AM
1/11/22

There are some people
who are better left in your
heart than in your life

7:38 PM
12/12/22

Sometimes, it is just
as simple as this sentence:
I miss your smile

4:39 PM
23/6/20

you can let people
leave when you know the ones who
care will always stay.

12:36 PM
6/7/20

Our story may have
been painful but it was my
favourite one to read

8:49 PM
16/9/23

Truth hurts, few people
want to hear it and many
feel attacked by it

3:31 PM
29/10/22

Have you fallen in
love with a dream that you could
never make come true?

9:06 PM
17/8/23

I am the last of
my kind and hopefully the
only one you'll meet

12:18 PM
17/6/23

Solitude is not
about where I am, it is
about who I am

6:05 PM
21/5/23

There is a song in
my heart that only you know
the melody to

5:43 PM
22/2/23

before the storm comes,
let us drown ourselves in gin
to survive the night.

a fragment of you
still lodged somewhere in my heart
bleeding with each beat

I am who I am-
whether that is good or bad
I still can't decide

Twenty-seven years
of unbridled poetry
running through my veins.

She treasures her cats
more than any old treasure-
more than life itself.

I'm standing outside
under your star in the sky
please don't fade away

SOS I call-
one last plea to anyone
to come rescue me

Someday I will find
a way to cut every part
of you out of me

It's two thirty-three-
sleep is not my enemy
or so I had thought

Too early, too late-
doesn't matter in the end
so let's get ruined

It is so easy to think
that you’re never going
to find someone like him-
until you find someone better.
It is so easy to think things
will never be like before
Until they are.
It is too easy to think
we’ll never get that fairy-tale love-
that happily ever after just like
they have in the movies-
until one one day we find it.
But you’re not at the end
of your story yet-
just remember that the
happily ever after is always
at the end.

It's true-
this may be a
sad chapter in my life
but I do believe you
are the happy
ending.

There's a song
in my heart with a
melody that only you
can harmonize

The more you
understand someone,
the harder it is
to hate them.

I don't hate you,
I hate what you did.
I hate the person you turned into
because I know that's not you.
I can forgive the person-
always the person,
but the actions
I can't forget.

My heart is
a haunted house
made up of many rooms.
Some are filled with books
and antiques from another time
while others are filled
with shadows and demons.
I locked those doors long ago
and threw away the key.

Does it still hurt
when you look at me
like it hurts me?
I am trying to forget-
have you?

We are not
victims of our past,
we are survivors.
We learn to heal along the way-
its not like life gives us a choice anyway.

You are
still alive.
Breathe,
heal,
and you will thrive.
Just know that
this too shall pass
as you overcome
this impasse.

The heart
learns to heal
and beat again,
but never to
the same
rhythm.

Healing begins
with a choice.
A difficult one, yes,
but commit to that choice
and you will be
on your way.

My heart beats
a little louder when I
hear your name.
It must know how alone
I really am.
Sometimes, I hear the sound
bouncing off the walls.
I swear it sings
your name.

My heart calls to you,
it needs you more than blood.
It longs for your smile,
for your stories and
all of your being.
You are my sun,
and from this Earth I long for you.
So hear this heart calling,
and come back into my arms.

As I come to terms with
the heartlessness within me,
I lose count of how many times
my heart has been broken-
how many shards still remain.
I may never recall,
but what I do know
is that the love you seek
within me does not remain.

Now that you have seen
how I need my solitude
to escape bustle and burden
of everyday life and
how I need my silence
to escape these deafening crowds,
how I take refuge behind this
impenetrable heart of stone,
am I still easy to love?

I still hope
you find comfort
in the shirt you stole
from me.
The one I wore my
heart on my sleeve
for you.
Yeah,
I really miss
that shirt.

I have met
so many hearts and
let go of so many more.
Each one I remember-
I cherish them all so much
that every now and again,
I can't help but shed a tear.

I lay my head
into your chest
and your heart skips a beat.
I always hum along,
for it is my favorite
song.

This heart
beats in silence
but then I met you
and now it can't
stop singing.

Dreams have a way
of reuniting us with those
we have loved and lost
to the grave and to time.
Dreams have a way
of telling us they're not really gone,
but forever with us
in heart and in soul.

I do not need death
to enter heaven,
to be by your side is
enough to make me feel
like I'm with an angel.

I trace
golden stairways
over your skin that
lead me to heaven:
your body.

The heart is
a heavy burden
for anyone
no matter how strong
they think they are.

I jumped into
the sea of your love
even though I couldn’t swim well.
The last thing I remember
was when I sank
tied to your heavy heart.

Some memories come
in the form of angels and
some in the form of demons.  
You won’t survive the
mental hell if you let
the demons stay
for too long.

Your fingers bled
from the roses you stole
from this heart.
Their thorns were helpless
against your cold
and merciless
grasp.

I thought I
could save you
but it turns out that
I only made it
worse.