I am both flames and snowflakes.


I'll explode into sparks then I'll calm down like the falling snow.  

I will challenge your comfort zone, but I'll fight to stay in mine.  

I will feel fire in my heart when I am passionate or angry,

I will feel a blizzard when I am curious or afraid.

I will always rise, even if I fall.

I will roar louder than the mighty lion or slither quieter than the sly snake.

I will forgive without thought, or I will wear revenge with grace.

I will become completely attached to you, or leave without thought.

I will tear my barriers apart or build garden gates.

I will be bold, or I will never speak.

I will authentically be myself, or what I need to become.



I am simple, I depend on you.

i can hear the fireworks
             far away
i can hear the laughter and music
             of those who don’t want me there
i can hear the frowns and whispers
             of those who judge me

darkness engulfs me
              i am inside a box
for walls
which i wish to leave
and break apart

i am wanting to go
have fun
swipe the worried frowns
of their faceless crowns

but i am not being able
to br e   a    k
this box
a p a r t

she was like a hurricane
followed by winds
of a thousand miles
leaving wreckage
all behind

she was red lips
and cheap champagne
on a crispy night
leaving broken hearts
all behind

she was wilderness
a beast
that could not be tamed
leaving corpses
all behind

and she was a star
a super nova
in the sky
leaving glittery dust
all behind
for the others to catch

i recall our talks
our inner jokes
and the stupid
stupid nicknames
that you called

and it is like i am
in a thunderstorm

i rain down
rivers of tears
enough to create a sea
enough to make you flee

and between that second
when the lightning strikes
and all of the dark sky
is painted in light stripes
it's like seeing the sun again

but it passes, oh so quickly
and then the strom continues
but i can still feel
the jolt of electricity
and the sound of thunder
of your voice
interrupting in my forever-going
thunderstorm

i want you to go

i need you to leave
just for a week or so
so my soul can rest
and be at peace with itself

you know i love you
but sometimes it is too hard
to walk around this hallways
when i have you around

so why aren’t you away
so i can walk around
head high
so i can breath
without guilt
so i can finally
be free

the sorrows of the past
are too heavy for my heart
the grievings of the present
are too wide for my mind
and the uncertainties of the future
are too big for my bones

so i write poems
i write songs
i create stories
that will never be told

because for a brief moment
i make the ugly
stand for its beauty
i make the difficut
strikingly easy

it is all a distraction
of what is going on
of what has been
and of what it will never be

my soul wouldn’t handle
if i gave it some thought
if i actually realized
the size of it all

and somehow
my soul doesn’t fit my body anymore
and i am trapped in a world
staring at what has become unknown