Be grateful for even the little things in life that as people we just seem to overlook. Ya know after all you were able to wake up, get up, take a deep breathe and feel that cool breeze hitting your face. Taking in all your surroundings. Enjoying the sun rays hitting your skin, or that cold glass of water you drink that makes you feel so good because you feel that coolness throughout your body. Always remember to smile because smiling is what relaxes your whole face and happens to change your mood.

Falling in love is so scary, but you
taught me to let go and let love in.
The love you show me is the best feeling.
Your warm hand touching my face makes me
feel peace.
I close my eyes and my mind goes blank and all
my problems float away.
You know how people say a picture is worth a thousand words;
well that one touch says it all.
I truly didn't think I knew what love was, but you showed me
a deep unconditional love. You taught me that love and relationships
aren't easy they're hard work.
To me you are perfect and I just know you were perfectly sculpted
and created for me. I can see it when I look you in the eyes.

Why waste time dwelling on stuff?
I mean really think about it.
It's time we enjoy the little things
in life.
Wake up and appreciate everything
and everyone.
Even if it's the simple drinking of
magnificent water.

This feeling is like no other.
You truly are the love of my life.
Sleeping next to you makes me feel safe.
Your kisses still give me butterflies.
One look at you and I just know I was meant
to be here with you and nowhere else.
This love is unreal. This is how love feels?
Love is a beautiful thing.

I was a flower who was too afraid to bloom. Fearing my petals weren't beautiful or colorful enough for the garden.

Sisters what are you doing?
Fighting.
Shaming.
Competing with each other.
Exchanging ***** looks.
We are in this together we should not be tearing each other apart, but building each other up.

I’m tired of the typical questions.
No my dad doesn't mow lawns and yes I have papers.
Nothing I do seems to change the fact
that I’m bound to my skin color because of stereotypes.
“Mexicans are only good for mowing lawns”
Therefore, I am worthless.
I am a forest and stereotypes are the fire;
they burn me away until there is nothing left.

All was good 'till you came
along, we've had our differences.
I refuse to build a house
of cards with you if you
keep knocking it down.
Because the more you
knock it down I stupidly
start to rebuild it.
I give up being the
only one actually trying,
you can continue knocking
it down but I refuse to rebuild it.

There's just something about Fall.
Trees become naked and leaves
changing colors, it's just beautiful.
Perfect weather to wander
around the city and admire
my surroundings.
Feeling inspired and closing my
eyes and taking a deep breath
and inhaling all the fresh air.
Somehow remembering that
perfect moment with him
we walked around a Creek
and well long story short
he asked to kiss me and we
did. Talk about perfect timing,
the sun was going down and
the skies were pink with cotton
candy clouds. He's long gone
now, but he still creeps up on my mind once in a while.

Lately she's felt empty,
raw emotions.
The only thing that made
her feel alive were the
razors pressed ******* her skin.
She then knew that very
second she wasn't as dead
as she felt.

She's holding so much inside,
feeling like a broken porcelain doll
every time she walks in the
halls she feels like she's forgotten how to breath, walking slowly trying to take it all in and feel better, sitting alone randomly crying for no reason not knowing why she's been so emotional.

I use to tell myself that my body was a canvas.
I would leave marks,
And when I was done I'd feel release.

My body is paper with writing on it
I've tried erasing for months but
the writing is still there.
No matter how hard I try
to erase i'm stuck with stories
I don't want to remember.