In life the greatest trick
Is to see the magic;
The magic to conceive
In all that we perceive.

Frantically tug
Deconstruct
The tracks
Prevent progress
Of the most
Volatile transport.

l.v.s

No matter how hard it hurts
Promise me
You'll never forget;
There's always
A little something to gain
From pain.

l.v.s

Hey you, reading this.
You may be scared, you may be frustrated,
lonely or heartbroken.
I shall tell you something great, you are beautiful and worth it.
Don't wither because of the cruel world.
Stay fresh like a flower that blooms bravely.
Keep your head up, be proud.
The sun rises, the sun sets.
Make each and every day colorful.
Colour yourself with positive thoughts, shine.
Paint the perfect picture of you in your mind
and strive for it, make it real.
Stay with the people you adore.
Go out for a walk with them, drink coffee,
watch your favorite movie together,
talk about the things you love, your passion,
smile, laugh and forget about the cruel world.

My life isn't always filled with sadness and grief.
I just have this bad habit of only writing when I'm hit with mental illness and misbelief.
When I inhabit this place of mind, the only way to escape is writing until I’m able to leave this behind.
Everything gets intertwined, I get the feeling of hatred towards humankind.
But all of this does not last, it goes away and then it comes back.

Not everything is sad,
Yet it's usually what poetry expresses,
But if you look beside it,
There is a world full of successes.

it's time to step out the cage
for i conjured up the golden bars
it's time to leave it all behind
and flush away my scars

the rain had come and belted a song
and still the melody plays
but if i cannot learn to love the music
how will i find my way?

a part of living is turmoil
and rocks you cannot surpass
rather than giving up
i will stay and smell the grass

for some things are unavoidable
and take a while to play out
it's better to wait and laugh
where before i would scream and shout

so this is it in all it's glory
life is a tumbling mess
but how long does it take to realise
that in having life we're blessed?

my fingers may feel like ice
when i return from winter
but don’t let that fool you into thinking
that i’m frozen.

no, dear
my skin is only cold
because the chill
couldn’t find a way
inside.
i love myself far too much
for that.