i guess we were all put here to achieve enlightenment and find inner peace or whatever, but maybe we stick around because we hope to accomplish more than that.

our lives must be intertwined; i've tried to stay away from you so many times, but you always show up just when i think you're gone.

his eyes were brown, but that doesn't do them any justice. they were glowing embers that made you want to huddle closer to protect the warmth they promise.

whenever she asked him a personal question, he got so wrapped up in his own answer that he never asked "what about you?" and that should've been a red flag.

she was so engulfed in darkness
they mistook her for the night sky
and walked on
without sparing her
even a passing glance.

telling someone
you're in love with them
is like handing them a knife
and giving them a choice;
put it down
and give me a chance,
or stab my heart
and walk away
like i never mattered

isn't it funny how
we can be so good
at lifting others' spirits,
but when it comes to
our own,
we're the first ones
to put ourselves
down?

Furious
Curious
Fractured
Enraptured
By the gravity
Of what it had to be
Tender
Slender
Tragic
Magic
Dreams slipping through my fingers
As the memory still lingers
Suppressed
Depressed
Songs
Wrong
About every little thing
And every bit I sing
Dramatic
Fanatic
Drunk
Punk
Up all night
Still in fights
Potential
Credentials
Passing
Fasting
From something unhealthy
Maybe someone can help me
Leech's
Speeches
Lamented
Invented
These twisted nightmares
In which I can't care
Various
Precarious
Situations
Frustrations
So intense you can't imagine
How it once had been
Funny
Sunny
Living
Giving
But these days are long gone
And I've simply moved on

If i told you that you shouldn't trust me, would you trust it?