so much to yell for
so much to tell
I yell
I appreciate those who listen

in the crevice between the sky
and the ocean
this is where my soul lay open
my body burnt away
from the sun's embrace
while gentle kisses from the waves
keep my mind at ease
and in a peaceful slumber
i'm reminded of the pain
i desperately try to keep in

"you're ok. we'll keep you safe. let go young child. wash your fears away"

here
i am loved.

In childhood we want
something we grow up faster
but when we are grown up
we again long for childhood.

Everything is so hard,

to know what's right
but to do what's wrong

is the nature of creatures,
low and high

no need
for racial, gender
slurs or stereotypes

you've got your desires
and I've got mine;
amidst our starry eyes,

there are demons inside

no need to shove me,
no need to
make me cry,

your presence
is enough,
to wither me away inside

but sometimes
I feel like
wanting to fight back,

because we all deserve a new
day to live,
and who are
you to take that day,

when you only take,
but

don’t know how to give,

it may not be your fault
that you turned out this way,

but I’ll tell you
it certainly
wasn’t my fault either,

so who are you to say
that
I’ve got problems, flaws,

and you’ll break me
to the bone,
when you too

have always
been alone, dry and empty,

always left on your own,

but somehow it makes
you feel better

to hurl
insults carved in stones,

instead of
reaching out

and finding others
to be with
so you wouldn’t ever

have to be alone.