Sometimes you have to let the tears flow,
Other times you have to let your feelings drown.
Because even planets wish to glow
like the stars who wear their crowns.

When the feelings become to much,
and you just want to die.
You need to throw away that crutch,
and stop wanting to fly.

There are times you don't want to feel at all
and you just want to be one with nothing.
Those are the times you stand tall
and make yourself feel something.

Strangers.
She is something strange.
Strange but interesting.
Dark dark hair.
Black hair.
Dark eyes.
Dark dark eyes.
Brown eyes.
We talked all evening.
Really reconnected since I got locked up.
We hadn't talked for a while.
We spoke of life.
      Sisters                            Girlfriends
Drinking                          Drugs
Self harming                   Overdosing
Love                                 Pain
Boys                                 Girls
Her                                   Me
Hair dye                          Blue eyes
The good                         The bad
Life                                   Life
And most of all past
The stuff we used to do.
We spoke of change.
Of unstableness.
Suicide
Pain
We got everything out.
We talked about ex girlfriends.
No we are not strangers.
Yes a strange friendship.
But not strangers.
Both of us know more about one another than nearly anyone else.
Stay safe strange human.

you
remember when
it was me

you were addicted
to?

Nothing was lonely.  
the weight of his dark.
the waste of his light.
Nothing was alone.*

Nothing needed Something, but
there was only Nothing there.  
there was only Nothing before.
there is only Nothing after.

only during, was ever there not only Nothing.
only during, did Nothing have Something.

Something was lovely.
the state of her heart.
the taste of her lips.
Something was love.

and
Nothing could not have
wanted Something more
but
as the saying goes;
you can't have
Something for Nothing. 

-@NoMortalDreams-