I  have drown in love and caged repeatedly.
But I’ve broken the chains of captivity.
Recovering from a tidal wave of emotions,freeing my inner fire and energies,
I now return with strength with a pen
and a scrap of paper with me.
I have run into chaos, fear, self-doubt
and uncertainty.
For I anchored my motivation and confidence
in my flaws, my scars and pain.
With glimpses of memories that just farewelled,
I’ve got my new story to write.
I’m allowing my fear and self-love to co-exist.
And with an aching soul and a bruised heart
still to heal.
I now let my horizons of certitude confidently sail into undiscovered creative seas.

by: MissPine

You touch my hand
It feels like heaven so insane
I hold them tight
Could be forbidden; No, it shan't

How wonderful it will be
Just right now you and me
Let us make this world
A constant place of love being unfold

my brain,
it wants to make.
to invent,
to compose,
to configure,
to create,
all it wants to do is make.

as for me,
i want to be happy.
but i am not so foolish,
and i am not so wise,
so i study,
for good grades,
and blanket myself
in more lies.

"college isn't necessary",
is this some kind of joke?
"money can't buy happiness",
well i'd rather not be broke

but what hope is to worry
when i'm not in control?
why bother planning for futures
if we dont know how they'll unfold?

as with regret comes pain,
an inescapable pain.
but it is not "if", but "what."
how will life decide to play?
do i listen to my logic or to my gut,
will i die tomorrow or today?

as for me,
well,

my brain,
it wants to make.
to invent,
to compose,
to configure,
to create,
all i want to do is make.