"Was this love even worth it", she asked with blood shot eyes and a slight quiver in her voice "Is it better to never have loved at all than to feel the cold void of the one you love leaving?"

"Perhaps" he whispered "you need the winter to appreciate the spring and you need the drought to appreciate the rain. These things go hand in hand. It is better to say you survived than to have never tried"

Ever since I was little,
Whenever I saw a shooting star,
Or broke a chicken bone,
Or when the clock struck 11:11,
I would always wish for something
It was always the same thing
Because growing up wasn't easy
And the one thing I wished for
Was happiness
True happiness
And that's all you give me
I guess I've been wishing for you.

I'm turning into a person I don't know,
not sure if I should stop
bust a U-turn
or
continue to go.

a couple of months ago i got lost
somewhere between sad and depressed
and i never managed to find my way out.
i've been dwelling among roots
of lost memories and engrave
the reasons why i'm still in love with you
in tree barks,
why i still miss you.
i bet you never even think of looking for me
and i can't stop myself from seeing your face
in every crease of my mind.
i hope you still love me. no,
i wish you'd still love me
because i just know your lips
are resting on someone else's
while mine are covered in layers of dust
left behind by loneliness.
late at night,
i'm haunted by echoes
of the way you say you love him
and it's keeping me awake.
i haven't slept in 5 days.
my heart is crumbling
and it's becoming increasingly harder
to hold it all together.
the feeling of your lips
is a fading memory
and i hate that i can no longer remember
what it felt like to hear you say
that you love me.

Hands shaking
Mind racing
Thoughts clouded
The room loudens
I cant breathe
I cant see
Hello my names Anxiety

"It's been a few hours," you said,
"I feel fine."
But the crash didn't take your life,
It took mine.
Well mine and some others,
A family of four.
As the bumpers collided,
The windshield became my door.
While I take my last breaths,
On this pavement death bed,
I watch you get out of the car,
Walking, crying, shaking your head.
Four bubbling drinks,
Took five important lives.
I can only hope the next time you take a sip,
Those bubbles stab at your memory like knives.

I woke up this morning
A smile on my face
I didn’t think I could be happy
Trying to keep up this pace

I’ve slowed it down some
Cut some things out
I want to be happy
Isn’t that what life is all about?

It’s impossible to do everything
So why do I try?
I end up exhausted
With tears in my eyes

I’ve been running and running
Like a hamster on a wheel
It’s time to relax
And regain my zeal

Some people have an IT that they must face
A beast ahead or demon on the shoulder
For them the IT is writ in upper case.

I fear that many men hide every trace
Of tears and self in masks appearing bolder
Some people have an IT that they must face

And those who gaze transfixed at the sheer pace
Of life's descent to dust, to rust and moulder,
For them the IT is writ in upper case.

My beauty meets her monsters every place.
And though I'm often there to hug and hold her
My darling has an IT that she must face

She battles them with discipline and grace
And lives by dint of detail, file and folder
Each labelled by an IT in upper case.

Though time will always catch us in the chase
It's fear of living true that turns us colder
Some people have an IT that they must face
For them the IT is writ in upper case.