the outside world is dangerous,
    full of people obsessed with faking happiness.

everything looks different

now that i see you

but you knew when she was sad

the circles under her eyes got
darker

the sound of her voice got
softer

the size of her waist got
smaller

and her smile just

                                disappeared.

i try to keep the fire going

but its fading quickly

i do whatever i can to keep it alive

but all you do is blow the flames away

make dreams come true

you're so distant.
why are you leaving so early?
you look awful.
why are you so depressed?
you sound down.
what's wrong with you today?
cheer up dude.
tell me, what's the matter?
you look so out of it.
did you get no sleep last night?

i'm just really tired.

let's forget
who we are

and dive into
the stars.

i love you, i hope
you don’t mind

it’s hard to wake up
from a nightmare
if you aren’t even
asleep

dont
let it
get
you

"don't get

       too attached"

do I really want to go through this?

Simmer down and pucker up
I'm sorry to interrupt
It's just I'm constantly on the cusp
Of trying to kiss you
But I don't know if you feel the same as I do
But we could be together if you wanted to

ANOTHER DAY IS PASSING BY

didn’t think it would happen again
but here i am
regretting all the friends I’ve made
after everything ive done

play with my feelings

for feeling
something or a lot

the picture



                                        was a

                                                                                     m i r r o r


his soul
                                                                        crept
                                                                    behind a       m a s k


                                          of loveliness

I'M SO TIRED OF THE RAIN
FALLING SOFTLY ON THE
GROUND JUST ENOUGH
TO GET MY FEET WET BUT
NOT ENOUGH TO LET ME
DROWN

it's blowing to move on.
it's blowing to move on,
not to stay.

the wind needs to keep moving
for me to fly

                                                   //
in order to live,
i made a choice
to relive all of those moments
from the very start

cause i always think about you

sugary white clouds filled tears of love,
inside me, butterflies and dewdrops

you can feel yourself – not as a stranger in the world, not as something here unprobational, not as something that has arrived here by fluke - but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental.

my demons beckon
i can hear his voice sometimes
in my waking dreams

​
All we do is drive.
All we do is think about the feelings that we had.
All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign.
Sick and full of pride.
All we do is drive.

a little drop
of your love
leaves me
wanting more

you're too
addicting,

and i can't
give you up

you told me that you
were fine, that you
were sober, i believed you.

i got into the car with you,
you smiled and said we'll be fine,
that we'll make it home in one piece.

we were 10 minutes away from
the house when the car swerved,
and everything blurred in front of me.

the windshield shattered
like snowflakes, and
stayed under your skin.

you screamed until
your voice got lost.

and i only know what
that sounds like
because of how scared
you'd get get in movies,
the lights off, and feeling
too disconnected to the
floor at your feet, i wonder
if it was any different.

i try to not think about it,
how you dropped like a red rose,
but it's hard when i call you
to see you if you're coming to school,
only to remember your line's been cut
for about 5 months now.

these aren't the kind of things
you get used to.

after a dry spell
it's impressive how quickly
standards are lowered

​
The treacherous hearts of our kind, desperate to seek for a familiar sense of companionship.
The world is painful, it’s sad and overpowering.
“A voice to voice one’s voice is a voice in its self.”

love
trumps
hate

when they told her she was dying, she stopped crying and started smiling.

\ \  don’t you mind  \ \

take my hand

stop coming in and out of my life

one day there isn't going to be any room to bury anyone anymore

​
this is me with a knife in the back and
a grip in the grass its cold and
i don’t want to be here

my biggest problem is overthinking everything

​
wish u were
here

the starry flame within your soul
illuminates the way
and leads you through the night
into the light of day

it happens every now&then;

when i try to tell you

just how i feel

​
kiss me like you miss me

through thick and thin,

               rain or shine,

                            in sickness and heath.

she sets down her book and
       pours earl grey for herself

after filling her cup with warm tea,
she sets down the kettle full of tea
and takes a bag of cookies and
        takes a few and places them on her plate.

she then sits back down on her chair
and opens up her book to a page,
while sipping her tea, she reads the
first few words on the top of the page:

"you have bewitched me, body and soul,
                      and i love, i love, i love you."

she looks softly at the words and then
she looks out the window,
        gazes at the darkness
    that swallow the clouds
but spare the bright moon

she looks back at the words and
take a bite out of the cookie and
let the sweetness overtake her mouth
as the chocolate melts on her tongue.

the bitterness of the earl grey tea and
the sweetness of the chocolate cookie
entangle each other with their differences
and embrace each other with love.