People tend to hide away from storms
Seal their windows, close their doors
Never did it cross my parents' minds
They raised a child who didn't conform

As I would watch my little light show
I saw traces of you in the cracks in the sky
And while you are in everything I know
This resemblance was eerie

The lightning that threatens to strike the ground
Just like you, it makes my heart pound
Harmful, deadly, to be feared
And yet one of the only things that ever brought me out of the gloom

The growling thunder that refuses to be ignored
Much like your voice resonating in my ear
One year, two months
And you're very much still here

I guess what I never quite registered
Is how with storms come tragedy
Only beautiful from afar
Not when its where you are

If only I ran like the others as you were approaching
I wouldn't have been burnt to a crisp
Soaked in my sorrows
Unable to forget your touch on my skin

But honey, you're long gone
And I still haven't looked away
Hoping for our chance encounter as new faces
Maybe tomorrow, if not today.

I know it can be scary,
I know it can be grand.
We share this very thing.
Some have more than others,
some i'd say have too much,
others not enough.
It's one thing that can make or break us.
For some we go in spurts.
We all have moments of being,
bold, daring and self-assured.
Other times we're sanguine, hopeful and possitive.
no matter how we are feeling,
be sure it's from one thing.
In days of doubt we lack it most.
We feel afraid even cowardly we tend to shy away.
A little sad and meek today we seem to be unsure.
We can not know which way the day will go.
For everyone we know shares this very thing.
No matter who we are a moment can change it all.
From being self-reliant to feeling more depressed.
A simple thing can chang it all for sure.
A compliment or negative response,
a true effect they both do have,
for each and everyone.
A simple little word,
the power it does hold.
For everyone I know shares this very thing.
We learn and grow from this extraordinary feeling.
A gift we have in all.
No matter who you are,
Be bold and daring,
strong and sure of yourself today.
For everyone is beautiful no matter what one says.
Be satisfied with who you are.
The gift was given to all of us.
Be proud of what you are.
I know sometime's it's hard.
This amazing gift we have,
meant to raise you up.
Be convinced of yourself,
for you will see.
Confidence will show you things,
you may have never had.
It seems like such a little thing,
a difference it could mean.

I seem to only measure time
in units of when I last saw you.

black holes only devour what you feed them,
but I still try to fill this cavity in my chest
with your words,
with your love,
with your presence.
sometimes feeling whole is only
the homonym taking its place.

I gave up the sunlight
to lay in this grave.
I turned my back on life
to continue courting my demise.

but now,
I give up my grave
to bask in your warmth.
I give you the words of love
I used to save for death’s ears.

I give up parts of myself to fill in your blanks,
and though so much of me is missing,
I am better when you are whole.