Life can be so beautiful.
The way the water ripples when kissed by the wind,
the way the trees dance,
like they never felt sin.
I want to live a life so beautiful-
that even the most vibrant of violets
is jealous,
Meet a love so passionate that Mother Nature goes blind,
I want thoughts as pure as the Oregon rain.
A life that bares no sin,
and holds no pain.
I want to run-
faster than the ducks can fly,
faster than my tears move when I cry.
But in this bittersweet moment,
I bare marks of self-harm,
paired with a smile that lives a lie.