Words can hurt. Words can heal. Words in a book can make you believe anything is real. Words can bring people together or tear them apart. It all depends on the kind of conversation you want to start.

Start from scratch
Blood's meant for bleeding
A fresh start tainted
By a stain for meaning
Beholded beauty
In imperfections, an art
Built up through destruction
We end without a start

Once upon a time...
I smiled
I liked
I loved

I had doubts...
I saw
I knew
I found

I couldn't handle...
I screamed
I cried
I shouted

I should change...
I decided
I stopped
I believed

and then...
I was
I passed

and after I started...

I used to sit and wonder
What it was like to be happy

But now I know

When you're happy
You laugh at the memes
Your friends send you

When you're happy
You come out of your room
And watch movies with your family

When you're happy
You love the brightness of the sun
And appreciate the colors of the sky

Being happy means
Windows down and music up
Even in the cold
You dance in the rain
And laugh until your chest hurts
You take pictures
And not just when you are smiling
But when you want to be goofy too

Being happy
Isn't all that easy

It can take a while
But the road to become happy
Is the best drive
I've ever gone on

With the windows down
And the music up

Even in the cold

There’s a universal substance
And it’s moldable and smart
But it needs to have a pattern
For the shaping power to start

Yes, it needs to have a template
A kind of outline or design
For this thinking stuff to cling to
And build your world and mine

I’m glad the pattern I provide
By the thinking of my mind
Is the template that is needed
For my world to be designed

Through a frosted window,
I may have seen your face.

Once,
about five years ago.

I still have the framed painting
you brought me from
Newfoundland.

You mentioned something about the landscape.

Signed with X's and O's.

It sits in the back of my closet,
and I make the excuse
that I need a nail.

But really, I just
don't have the

desire,

to look at it.

I’m in a spot where thinking of my future excites me,
I no longer yearn to be six feet in the ground,
I no longer yearn to run away,
I can see it now, my purpose and all I needed to do was learn to love myself.