You are wealthy.
Who taught us that wealth is only measured through currency? 

Wealth is not a large number in a bank account. 

The second you were you born into this world you were already born as the wealthiest person. You were given the wealth of life. 
You were given a heart to love
a brain to think 
  eyes to see 
   hands to hold 
    arms to hug
     feet to run 
      lips to kiss 

You were given a chance to breath when others could not even get the chance at life. 

& yes of course, not everyone was blessed to be born with everything.. 
There will always be defects & imperfections but they should not be seen as a negative. 

Everyone who is/was alive was given to opportunity to live. 
We are alive. 
  We are living. 
   We are breathing.

You are reading this 
& for that I thank you. 

But you should thank life for choosing you. 

Every second that passes by cannot be taken back. 
Every second is not promised & too often we take that for granted. 

Look around. 

Think of your family. 
Think of your friends. 
Think of you & how your heart is beating. 
How your body is breathing. 
How your brain is processing these words that are only a combination of letters but yet somehow our beautiful minds can comprehend. 
Think of every happy moment. 
Think of every sad moment & acknowledge it but let it go because that is in the past. 
Think about the roof over your head. 
Think about the food you eat. 
Think about the places your feet have taken you. 
Think about the pillow your head lies on every night where your mind can dream. 
Think about the clothes you wear. 
The soft blankets that keep you warm. 
Think about your favorite song. 
Think about your favorite drink.
Your favorite person. 
Your favorite place. 

Now think about you. 

Think about how incredible you are. 
Think about the fact that there is no one else like you. 
Think about love & how you can spread that more each day. 
Or how you are capable of doing anything. 

You see, wealth is not an object. 

Wealth is not a number. 

Wealth is not an accessory. 

So then what is wealth? 

The opportunity to live & love life.

I'm not the type to open up but I let him
Let him in my soul and underneath my skin
Thought I needed him
Like my personal prescription of vicodin
Holding me down with a pin
We both gave a whole new meaning to sin

You were a mistake
But I took it as a lesson learned
You ain't ****
And that I can confirm
I swear I always fall for your type
I need to learn how to learn
As I proceed to old habits & let these green trees burn

But tell me does it feel good? To not give a **** about anyone
Or when I was spelling out scrects on your skin with my tounge
Or when our imperfect bodies laced together to become one
But now secrets I have none

I guess it's the same **** with my heart
Because you showed me how to tear a heart apart
Like you were a part of my life but now I'm back to the start
Expect this time I'm not the one who will be falling apart

There's a mess in my head
Too hard to comprehend
I let the liquor do the talking instead
Because all of my feelings are dead
I depend on these meds
I'm friends with the monsters under my bed
And they told me they're upset
They told me I'm depressed
But I shrug that **** off & I look ahead

What's the meaning of love? I don't know
What's the meaning of lust? Let your mind go
And go with flow
I promise to do it slow
And touch you in places you wish you didn't know
But your soul was colder than a Minnesota snow
But in your eyes I swear I could see something glow
Maybe it was the way I didn't feel alone
Now I'm left with emptiness & I can feel it in my bones
In my mind endless repeating of the words I should've known

Or should I talk about the lies?
Or how at first I was shy?
You were the demand & I was your supply
But **** all that now I see the truth thru my third eye
I guess it was good but this is a good bye

Take a stroll inside my thoughts and you will find a battlefield against self-love and self-hate.

Take a swim inside the trails of teardrops that my eyes have left behind due to the saddness inside my heart.

Take a run through every violet hair strand on my head, the same ones that he ran his fingers through.

Take a look inside my chest that was once in flames due to the voice inside my head constantly reminding me that he never once loved me.

Take a walk across my lips, forehead, nose, and cheekbones; the same ones he used to kiss along with the smell of intoxication .

And most importantly,

take a glance inside my soul and recognize that I am hard to love.
But I will love with everything I am capable of.

I am a tiny universe along with different emotions but I will always choose happiness, but most of all I will always choose you.

I have so much love inside of me that I often tried to find someone to give it to.
Yet it never crossed my mind that the person who needed my own love was myself.
I always wished that someone would love me the way I loved them.
But who knew that all the love I had inside of me could be given to the person looking back at me in the mirror?

I am a universe of its own.
I am a beautiful soul with energy emitting from my fingertips.
I have an aura that's as beautiful as stargazing in Alaska.
I have soft loveable thighs who rub against each other when I walk because they cannot live without touching each other.
I have a contagious laugh and whenever I whisper "I love you" it sounds like the gods put it together to make the perfect melody.
I have difficult thoughts, often, but I am perfectly imperfect.
My hands have a delicate touch that could make you soul travel through the quantum of space and time.
My energy vibrates through the universe with love and compassion.

I am beautiful in my own ways.

I believe every single person deserves their own love.

Who taught you to hate yourself?
Who said you weren't enough?
Who taught you to talk to yourself in such negative ways?

You are you.
You are beautiful.
You are an endless bundle of energy.

Don't talk negatively to yourself because your soul feels it.
Give yourself some love.
Remind yourself daily that you can do anything that your beautiful heart desires.
Accept your flaws and accept what has happened in the past.

Forgive yourself and forgive those who have hurt you.
I know it hurts and I know it is hard.
But giving yourself some of your own love will be the best thing you could ever do for yourself.

Love every inch of your body from head to toe.
You are enough!

Be happy, love life and most importantly love yourself because there is only one of you in this whole entire world and out of everyone you deserve your own love.

I don't want to fall in love if it always ends the same.
Emotions will build up and walls will be broken down.
Hands will be held and inner thighs will be kissed.
Secrets will be whispered and demons will play together.
But then sooner or later I'll fall in too deep.
Like floating into an ocean of despair & wanting to touch the bottom of the floor with your feet but you realize it's much deeper than that.
Then I find myself lost & confused.
Wondering what I did wrong, wondering what I could have done better.
& when I want to say "I miss you" it hurts like hell because I can feel the sting in my throat from the edges of the words that have cut so deep.
And then I lose my mind.
Something isn't right anymore & I can feel the cold projecting from the distance that it has created.
Then at 4 in the morning I feel it in my chest & waves of memories gush out of my eyes.
Drinking poison because it reminds me of the way your lips tasted, similar to the feeling you gave me when you looked into my eyes and I could feel our vibrations connect.
I thought a forever meant forever but it was temporary.
So if it ends this way again then I don't want it anymore because next time it might just **** my soul.

She loves to curl up behind at 3:48 a.m.
She keeps me company everywhere I go.

Some days I feel her presence strongly,
other days I feel like she might evanesce behind me.

Ever since I found her she has been with me, although her finding was a mistake.

& even though she loves me I wish I never met her.

There are days where she grabs me by the waist & pulls me in.
There are days she has her hands around my neck & her grip only gets tighter & tighter.

She takes over my body & hovers over me even on the days I try to ignore her.

She likes to whisper into my soul.  
Whisper things like "You're no good. Why are you alive?"

& I swear there are days I can feel her venom running through my veins as she tries to poison my body, mind & thoughts.

She's depression & I know her very well.