Maddie

Maddie Jun 2019

Rainbows are simply a reflection of the brightest parts of you. Don’t be scared as you pierce through the sky. Instead, be proud, my love, for the rain has passed, and you have become something beautiful.

Happy Pride Month ❤️

Maddie Jun 2019

How the feeble find the brave

In the face of fear, we can choose one of
two things:

Fleeing
From what we cannot overcome,

Or

Fighting
When we’re in the mood to surprise ourselves.

The feeble can choose to be brave.

Maddie May 2019

(?)

I’m scared I’ll never make anything,
Never do anything,
Never be anything.

I’m scared no one will be able to feel all the love my heart keeps a secret.
(Have I even loved enough?)

I’m scared no one will be able to see the determination in my eyes.
(Have I even strived enough?)

I’m scared no one will hear me as I pour myself dry.
(Have I even poured enough?)

I’m scared all that will be left of me in this world is a question mark.
(Will it ever be enough?)

I’m scared.
(?)

Maddie May 2019

A Plea from the Depressed

Please don't get mad at me.
Please don't go away.
Please just stay here with me.
Please tell me it's okay.
Please just hug me tighter.
Please don't let me go.
Please tell me you love me,
That's all I need to know.
Please tell me that it's normal,
Even though I know it's not.
Please tell me everyone goes through this,
That it's not just my soul that rots.

I don't know if I can go much longer.
Please help me catch my breath.
It seems all I ever think about
Is fear and tears and death.

Just try to understand me.
Please, I know it's hard.
But if you saw what I can see,
You'd see all of the dark.

Maddie May 2019

Pipe Dreams

Kindled in a container,
Waiting to be set free.
Pressed on the edges,
Waiting for my time to burn.

Maddie May 2019

Capture

You’re hard to capture.

I cannot hold the depths of your soul in the palm of my hand without losing sight of your smile or the way your love lives in your eyes. You change too fast for me to put it all down on paper, and I feel like every conversation turns you into a new person, a more radiant person. I will continue to chase my tail in infinite circles as I try to put you down on paper. I will record my observations of how pretty your hair looks after it’s been jumbled while you sleep or how my clothes look more comfortable when they’re draped over your skin. I will scribble little love poems on the backs of receipts and in the palm of your hand, trying to tell you how lucky I feel to steal some of your time. But, none of these things feel like enough.

You’re too hard to capture.

It’s a beautiful experience to try and capture you anyways.

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