Walk these steps by yourself, not because you are alone. But,Because you are strong. Live to tell your tales, not for you to have a legacy. But for inspiration among others Put your heart on your sleeve, not because you are infatuated and anxious with the thought of love. But, Because you gave yourself permission to fall in love.
Break a piece of you for everyone to feast, not because you desire for the broken people to stop wincing, but for the sole reason of giving without receiving
Finally, say “I love you” to the people who you care about the most, not because, oneday they will never be around. Because they are already there.
poetry became heavy to me. I no longer see it as a source of entertainment... I see it as a long text of depression...