We are all playing the same game
we're just on different levels

We are all dealing with the same hell
we're just fighting different devils

We are all battling with the same wounds
we just have different scars

We are all lost in this mixed up world
but we are all wishing on the exact.  same.   stars.

She loved the rain.
She loved the way it fell with purpose,
The way it changed from sprinkle to downpour.
The way it caressed her face
When she looked to the clouds
She thought it to be gentle
Beautiful.
So maybe that's why she didn't notice,
When the flood began,
That she was drowning.

I wanted to be your Poem
I wanted you to compare my eyes to the stars
My hair to the sunshine
My laugh to the ocean

I wanted you to take the things I didn't like about myself
and make them seem beautiful
My nose like a button
My walk like a dance
My voice like a song

I wanted you to to describe my imperfections so beautifully
That I would love myself entirely
even just for a moment
My personality enchanting
My awkwardness adorable
My ramblings enlightening

I wanted you to look at me as a whole person
Not just my individual parts
I wanted to be
A flame illuminating the darkness
The smell of the earth after the rain
The quiet sound of nighttime

But you are just a boy
And I am just a girl

You're not a poet
I'm not a poem

And when I ask how I look
I'll have to live with an
Awkward mumble of
"You look fine"

There are flowers in the garden,
There are flowers near our feet,
There are flowers all around us,
They grow from underneath.

There are flowers in your house,
There can be flowers in your hair,
Flowers can make you smile,
In a time of despair.

Flowers are what you give a girl,
On any given day.
Especially when she’s sad,
It’ll make her feel okay.

Or give one to your mom
To show your appreciation.
Flowers are what you use
During any type of celebration.

Right now, I see some flowers,
They’re quite eye catching.
I appreciate everyone who should up,
But I must be going.

There are flowers in the room,
So please no one cry.
I’m going to a better place,
It’s time to say goodbye.

My mother begins to talk,
She talks as she weeps.
I kiss her on the forehead,
Before I have to leave.

I hope she felt my presence,
As I float up above.
People brought me flowers,
I definitely feel the love.