i'm in space,
but it's nothing like the movies.
it's empty,
like a black sheet of paper,
with white dots.
the view of earth,
makes me feel small.
the moon is gorgeous,
and the sun is not so near,
and i feel freedom, and solitude, with nobody here.

i could hear the silence in your voice,
it was like listening to silent music,
a beautiful oxymoron.

I remember when my heart gleamed with innocence
when everything was a joke,
And we thought this was what life consisted of
Though we wished to grow up,
to start living,
But it feels like it wasn’t worth
Growing up

over the horizon,
the apricot colored semi-circle,
setting in,
the waves pulling me in,
into a daydream of the rosy pink line,
killing the sunset.

why didn't you talk to me?
you didn't tell me why,
you never said goodbye,
why didn't you just talk to me?

don't teach me how to spell betrayal,
it's been in front of my eyes my whole life

let's be lonely together,
we can make the most of it,
let's be sad together,
we can make the best of it,
we'll cry with each other,
and scream out in anger,
but in the end,
we'll both end up together.

I remember the devilish scent
of the blood on the grass
and the moonlight
shining through the window
The remarkably glowing body
and the knife stuck in his throat

i paint my canvas everyday,
i enlarge the painting,
so i can display,
the colors of me,
and the colors of my feelings,
i'll give myself
a moment for healing.

everyone's a liar,
we lie about ourselves,
we put ourselves through something,
and never tell someone else.
We want to keep us secret,
so we say that we're okay,
so that we don't get attention,
and the world keeps working anyway.

don't shame me for what i did wrong,
you were like me once too

Once I die,
I want you to cut me in the shape of the stars
So we can watch me shine in the sky
Better than the sun ever could

i can hear your words,
but no longer decipher them,
i can see you alive,
but to me you're dead,
i can feel your presence,
but no longer here,
you're like a ghost to me now,
you once meant something to me
but now I just see right through your lies

you say that love is unconditional,
but if you truly knew me,
you'd turn away

her mother used to tell her
that each star in the sky told a story,
from our ancestors,
and now the stars live to tell us that story.

Love should be unconditional, right?
Then why do I feel like I can't tell you
How I feel
Without you judging me??

Love should be endless, right?
Then why do I feel like it's gonna end
Before i can even say my last words??

Love should be expressed, right?
Then why is hidden
Beneath everything we have??

As much as you make me feel loved,

I still don't think I can tell you
What I need to tell you

Let the wind take my breath,
And the sea wash me away,
Let the trees pave the way for me,
And the sun make a beautiful day.

there's a victim,
and there's people that hurt them.

Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference

writing poetry is the only time i can expose myself,
humiliate myself,
and people are still going to acknowledge it

There are some things you cant tell everyone
Even if you trust them with everything inside you

sleep is beauty,
i hold onto my dreams,
i rest my eyes,
and leave me at peace.

the dark holds more secrets,
than the light ever could,
i want to stay here,
and i know i should.
I'm not who i want to be,
except in the dark,
because the night holds me,
like my secrets in the dark

what do we get out of war
other than bloodshed,
gray years,
lost families,
and destroyed cities?

i stood in front of the mirror,
and i didn't make sense to me.
But then again,
words never make sense in front of a mirror

tell me which way
the river flows,
should i follow along it,
or jump down below?
tell me how
you want the river to be,
clear and blue,
or ***** and green?
it's your choice,
cuz you told me so,
but are you sure,
that the river even flows?

if i got everything i ever needed,
then i wouldn't be here with you

summer sounds like glee, and children playing at the beach

fall sounds like satisfaction, and the color of leaves

winter sounds like hugs, and the snow a fluffy white blanket

spring sounds like the breath of fresh air, and the bed of flowers in my garden

silence is so loud.
it's louder than the thunderstorms,
louder than hell,
silence is louder than actual words,
only because you kept it that way.

limited words,
and a message so powerful.

my weaknesses,
they hold me down.
I try to get up,
but there's no way how.
I try to escape it,
and try to be strong,
but they'll be here forever,
and i won't last long.

"i'd die to love you."
"no, you'd love me to die"

there's too many things people say,
and if i can't pick which one i like,
i'll just listen to myself.

I’m a poet,
But my words don’t make sense,
An artist,
But my paintings are all over the place,
A musician,
But I can’t get the notes correct,
And I’m a human,
And sometimes I make mistakes.

i lost my whole world to be with you,
but that's okay,
cuz we can stay in hell together.

i gave up time to be with you,
but that's okay,
cuz we can stay stuck in time together.

i caused a hurricane to be with you,
but that's okay,
cuz we are our own storm.

i made up lies to be with you,
but that's okay,
cuz we can live faithfully now

i feel like i can't do much
with being me,
when all i want to do
is help others feel appreciated.

liar, liar
you said you were fine.
liar, liar
i believed you the whole time.
liar, liar
tell me why you didn't say?
that you were hurting
and that i made you feel that way?
you could've been honest,
and told me the truth,
but you went your own way,
you're not happy now, are you?

pictures only tell one story;
lies
you can fake a smile on camera,
and nobody would know.

what if i never said those things?
would you look at me the same way?
what if i hid my identity,
my true self,
and maybe then you wouldn't hate me.
They all want me to be something

why can't they just love me for me?

like dawn,
i rise my head up,
and remember my values most,
then comes sunset,
and i feel down again.

i hated love
until you taught me what it actually was

Is it worth
Being friends with someone you can’t trust?

how do i measure life?
it's balanced by the people you love,
and the people that love you.
It's balanced by the people you hate,
and the ones that hate you.
It's balanced by how you love yourself,
and how you take care of yourself.
But sometimes, the scale gets unbalanced,
and you don't want to live anymore