the sad truth is that
many of the same people
who preach that love conquers all
actively try to conquer a love
they don’t understand

Her outward details may be beautiful,
Forged with delicate craftsmanship,
O, but she is a sharp weapon.
She is a sword sheathed in a golden scabbard.
Her hilt dipped in bronze.
She may look a damsel,
But she is all dragon.
She may seem a docile sea,
But she is volcanic beneath her glittering waves.

i’ll always matter to you
but i’ll never be your person

i’ll always just be a
significant
other
...

The buckets of life
Are not filled
By dainty hands

In this life, feet catch fire
and
people burn

Remember your dream
when
it is your turn

You will see your ashes
but
you will manage to breathe

If
you sustain the flames
inside
your dreams

Your ashes will float
and
shimmer like gold

You will rise as a
Phoenix
with wings to behold