I Will Dream For You,
A Spectator to your word,
They drip silently from your pen,
Pain and passion mixed beautifully,
I Will Call You No One,
Sometimes I can not speak after reading,
Empty and Beating left my heart throbbing,
Your poems got me all One Sided,
Never stop writing,
Every word was worth it,
And so are you.

a poets sin may be the words they create,
but when you said poetry isn't pretty
you forgot about your own.
and in violet,
you have truly succeeded
in speaking the language.
your words are concise in a way that mine will never be.
but you are amazing.

Only the
past is set
in stone,
my friend.

You don't have
to continue
being the
person you
were
yesterday.

In the midst of my confusion-
             I find peace,
Even though I haven't slept in weeks.  
              -is it justified?
I'm always asking questions like
           "how?" or "why?"
Because believing in something
      is just too **** hard to try.
             Can I compromise?
Please, can I compromise?
                Is it true that we only ever
              practice what we preach?
         And that everything in life
is simply based on our beliefs?
         Is this all a dream?
                 Is this all a dream?

I've come to accept that all of my worries about tomorrow and how I'll be remembered yesterday
has manifested itself into something far greater than stress.
And I know living with this
            state-of-mind
can only make every situation worse instead of ever getting better.
But right now,
       in this moment,
                     I am okay.

And that is good
enough for me.

We are all
just lifetimes
searching for
       infinities.
     And the broken
    parts or who
we were
      should never
          be excluded
   from the beauty
of what we
are.
     -Andrew Durst

For the past couple of months, I have been staying-up way too late and have been sleeping-in way too much.
      My days have been consistent of waking up just to wish that I could go back to bed.
          How ridiculous is that?

At one point in time,
I could've sworn that things would be different right now...

But not too much has changed...

       Just my attitude.
           And the long list of failure's that continues to grow.

yesterday's pain
could be tomorrow's
grace.

You just have to
wake up and find-out
for yourself.