i once met a girl
who loved to sing.
to others she was not a well singer,
but to me it was lovely
phrases that floated off of her tounge.
i look up at sky and stare off into space,
knowing that she is looking at the
exact same picture.
i hope to one day meet you in person,
because you are one unique little girl, Gabrielle Marie.
i have known you for quite some time,
and i feel as though you understand where i come from.
you know how to make me happy,
and you know when i feel angry or calm.


it is magnificant to know that you are miles
and miles
away from me,
and yet somehow you get me.

i know one day from now, i will eventually meet you in person.
i will hug you
and squeeze you
and kiss your face,
and i will tell you what you need to hear.
i will tell you that i will never find anyone quite like you.
for you in my eyes,
are
breathtaking.

{-m.j.}

made by me.

has anyone ever told you
they hated you?
that they wanted you to go away
forever?

well ***** them.
because apparently they do not know
how special you are.
how you can forgive countless of times,
and still go back to that person.
how you know exactly how to react
to certain things,
and still keep yourself together.

you are absolutely amazing.
some people cannot do what you are capable of.
instead of coping with things,

they run.

they run far far away,
to a place no one has ever heard of.
they can break down and cry there,
and no one will ever hear.

maybe we have been there once before.
but maybe we haven't just yet.
but all i know,
is that you
are better than
running away.


{-m.j.}

I'm not who you think I am,
just trying to escape.
But still trying to keep my eye on you,
so everything is fake.

I was standing on a crossroad while I had to choose between wrong and right
One side of the street was full of colors, the other one darker than the night
And I felt so close to you, I felt your heart in mine
You asked me if I was okay and I told you that I was fine

But I lied, I was dying and there was nothing left to say
My heart got filled with hatred while I took your pain away
And I'm still standing on this crossroad, I still don't know which way to choose
But I can't stay out of the darkness if my choice goes out to you

only i can pronounce
and it keeps screaming
back at me in old voices
and fatal strokes of
dead birds calling out

two times the pitch
sounds only the dead can dance to
and it goes on
note after note
diminishing the sanity
and wiping out my thoughts

                         and now

even though
these vocal chords
currently feel like
crumpled papers
& deserted alleys,


the screeching won’t decease.