when im around you
i can see why the ocean is endless
and why people love the horizon
i can see why waves are always attached to feelings—
crashing into our very soul

when im around you
i understand why i love the ocean—
and why i feel like it loves me back

I've always written about people
who do not deserve my words
The next time I pick up my pen
it's gonna be for people who deserves their name on the title

No matter how high you fly
You fell to the ocean
only to find home in it

I was taught
not to write
when i could not find the right words

Poetry is more than just
pen and paper
Poetry is a feeling
waiting to be heard
waiting to be written
waiting to be felt

the beast will **** you
you will lose yourself
a smile from the devil
is all it takes
to lose the battle of hell

a time machine to the past is nothing but a suicide
at some point, we all need to stop coming back
we already died a thousand deaths
let's not die a thousand more

life has been hard enough already
you’re complete and then you’re alone
an unending cycle you wish you could run from
the world has turned its back on you
maybe you should too

Do you think they know?
Everyday I have to force myself to believe that I am happy.

Do you think they know?
I have to mask up my pain with a smile.

Do you think they know?
All I wanted was to feel that I belonged.

Do you think they know?
People like me are not always okay.

Do you think they know?
I was never okay.

Do you think they know?
Do you think they care?
Do you think they think of me too?

“No, they don’t.”
I thought so too.

We were all meant to write our own stories
My mistake, I handed you my pen

why does love seem to be the light
in a path so dark and lonely
only to leave us alone in the middle of it
why does love seem to be the hope
in the eyes of the hopeless
only to leave us wretched
why does love deceive us
and why do we let it

i tried to go to the places you and i used to go
but you weren't there
so i went to the places you and i didn't
still, you weren't there

now, i'm in a place i am no longer familiar with

at last
in the place where i felt lost---
i found you

---and i thought that along every tear
that escaped from my eyes
was every ounce of love i had for you
but i was wrong

it never escaped from me---
and i never escaped from it either