I should’ve kissed you longer. I should’ve taken advantage and stole all the air from your lungs cause they’re obviously stronger. I should’ve healed my skinless soul, I never knew the lonely would try to infect my bones. I should’ve blinked faster, I forgot that true darkness, will always try to fester. I will hold on no more, I’ll take all my rubble and build a new home.
so much destruction that can take you places, so many idiots lying to our faces. the truth of the wicked, the truth of the dead, the truth of the children that live in your head. war and division, based solely on fear, have hate and collisions sharpening their spears. no idols stripped ***** can protect a strong mind, no rules when dissected maintain their first rind.
my body, a temple, my faith neglected my soul a forgotten god, no offerings presented. your hands shaky, your mind young, your love so timid, barely reaching your tongue. our story begun, our lives connected, our souls too distant to comprehend all the reckless. but my body, a temple, my faith restored, I won’t let the fire distract me from hope. -shaima
let us find purpose in the bottom of coffee mugs, in the feeling after a hug, in the slow dance of lightning bugs. we’ll find peace in the midst of most sunny days, in the right path inside a maze, in the gleam of a lover’s gaze.
don’t despair when a lonely night, full of questions left in the dark makes you question if there’ll be light. cause the sun we’ll forever rise, doesn’t matter what ***** lies, your reflection will tell your eyes.
I know the way your eyes feel, when they’re grazing my eyes. I miss having no reason to distrust your simile. Why am I so accustomed to letting it all die when you only gave me chances to love our pink sky.