People fear what they don't understand

and death is an incomprehensible mystery.

You can’t look past someone's flaws
and ignore who they are.
If you do, you look past them,
and then you’re not looking at all.

You are immortal until proven otherwise.

This is a poem, to all those like me
to all those who don’t suffer,
and who is just here to be

I have no big dream
and I don’t want much from life
maybe a good job,
and to die without strife

I will simply just exist,
and be happy and be sad
someone who won’t be remembered
because I’m neither good
nor am I bad

I am not unique,
I am not strong and I’m not weak

I am just here,
for a fleeting second of time
it doesn’t really matter
that I even wrote this rhyme

My purpose here will not vary
I’ve got none,
and that’s because I’m completely ordinary.

But when you cry invisible tears,
who will be there to see?
When you speak your mind only alone,
Is that not what you will be?
And when your heart is finally broken,
it was all because of those words,
that were never spoken

I wonder, sometimes why,
why do we wonder, why do we pry
into matters that don’t matter
and into places, we shouldn’t be

I wonder why,
why do we wonder why
when the stars will stay the same in the sky
even after we’re gone,
no one will even hear our goodbye
So I wonder,
why do we wonder why

I saw another world,
one that no one else could see
one where stories are true,
and where I would sometimes flee

but you must be careful,
and once in a while
look up,
else you'll end up like me,
-
I think I’ve lived in a dream so long,
I don’t know how to wake up.

Strength is not the absence of weakness.

It is the presence of it

and when you have the strength to overcome it.

He would hug and he would kiss
and when he was gone,
you would him miss.

He would do those things
and make you feel
like the love between you,
was beautiful and real.

But alas,
never seeing past his lies,
when he left,
it was to leave you broken
But twice as wise

No matter how successful you become,
or how far you climb,
you are still just a human.
You bleed the same,
and you fall just the same.
Only, the impact is going to be so much greater
and the blood can be sold on eBay depending on how famous you are

Her heart had been broken.

So she got rid of the broken.
Because to heal and break again, the pieces did not dare.
So she got rid of the broken,
because you can’t break something that’s not there

Remember,
it's always the darkest before dawn

Lock and Load,
with a heart heavier than the gun
with shoulders burdened,
with the weight of what is to be done
what is to occur
and after,
with a soul blackened
by the events that once were

A stepping stone,
made for stepping on

The Villain helped the Hero be the light
by making it dark,
so that the Hero can shine bright

For even when you can’t see the sun behind the clouds,
doesn’t mean it’s not there
and just because someone doesn’t say it,
doesn’t mean that they don’t care

Love was fickle,
but the hate remained
the memories of laughter
did eventually fade

but sharp and cold
left in a corner, unattended,
the loathing could only grow.

And grow it did,
steady and fast
grow, until the love, it was eventually past

and when one lost to the other
and the hate prevailed,
love was not even a memory,
behind the resent that it was veiled