Bewildering silence,
Words without violence,
Rage on hold,
As I close my eyelids,

Let go of attachment,
Let go of the pain,
You are unbreakable,
Don’t listen to your brain,

You are the symphony of understanding,
The audience of your dreams,
That makes you feel heard,
Fulfills your every need,

You are the embrace you seek,
The match to light your fire,
Passionate comfort,
Available at every hour,

You are resilient,
You are strong,
Flowers bloom in your footsteps,
After every setback,
Every fall,

Delve into your Universe,
Shower in your love,
For you are more than enough,
You are divinely whole.

Good and bad are always housed
Under the same roof
It all depends
On who you make your bedmate

i was being buried in my beautiful casket
and everyone was laughing their heads off
one last look and i gave them a wink
until i fell into my eternal sleep

everyone laughed when i died
everyone laughing and having a good time
everyone laughed when i died
tears of joy were the only tears cried

when my body dissolved into space
i no longer had to breathe or a face
i hope all of my friends will be happy
and i will laugh from soul world when they die

Positive vibes clashing with mine
I know the next step: take it as a sign

Generous as ever, patience galore
It'll take me a while to open that door
To believe in myself and believe i am free
To do what I want, and change what I see.

**** off the negativity that's plaguing my life
It's time for me to put down the knife
And stop believing that in the end
I can go through life and play pretend.

I'm a good person, though my self worth is not there
I have to build it up to where I believe I can care
For everything I do and say to myself
Put it in a box and shove it back on the shelf
I'm trying my hardest to write this out
Pull myself out of the dark and lighten the route
Because at the end of the day I'm stuck with myself and my mind
I have to remember that there's still more to find.

Anew it once was
now withered, the glamorous sheen of splendour dimmed
Time plays the age old trick
of turning us all old
though should we not welcome
this ageing like fine wine
rather than be weary of its inevitability?

Love cannot flourish if Time were not to play its part
for Love can only be conceived as true and splendid
when weathered with the cruelty of chances and difficulties
but those storms bring more harmony than destruction
tethering those bound forever more together
Love is true in its promise
It’s only people who aren’t
So let not the world fool you
into thinking
Love is pointless
It is not
It never will be

A beauty that never fades in its glory
Love truly holds wonders in its warm security for those that know well of its treasures it nurses for the destined and lucky ones

I cry these days
When I read positive news
Something shatters in me
And I think it is hope
Apathy has become a bedfellow
An unwanted lover loitering nearby
I feel myself falling apart, alone
My eyes find dark space
Settling there, trying to disappear
My bones grinding into the ground
Until rooted fingers born from their shavings
Grip my lungs, squeezing tighter and tighter
And my life screeches from chapped lips