Born in a thunderstorm
I was on my own
All these years
I lived with the tides
I'm still breathing
Boy, am I glad to be alive

You can take a stab at my heart
And rip it apart
Over and over again
I flinch at the pain
You wouldn't know
But you just take it slow
While I go with the flow
Never have I thought
I could deal with such a blow

It's killing my mind to watch him die. I'm barley alive and he's suicide.
I just keep crawling bakwards
Never gonna get you back
I can't handle the absence
I take the silence
I can't handle the absence
I can't take the silence
Oh the empty space you oocuppied
Is eating holes in my mind
Can't pick up the pieces you left behind
Oh my god I wish I could die

Girls tough like Rousey
Arouse me

hey little tough one,
i know right, its not easy to be you.
everyone bestows their everything on you,
yet you already have a lot on your shoulders,
that i can see when i stare at your back.

hey little tough one,
im sorry i could do nothing about it.
but He could.
so i will close my eyes and kneel,
asking for stronger knees for you.

no one should ever take you for granted.

hey little tough one,
your smile is strength.
so please dont let go of your smile.
let all the obstacles stumble,
for you radiate the strongest smile.

my favorite.

You walked in
a pool of sharks
knowing where the good fish is
and the plankton floats

You were floating in
a great ocean of possibilities
some so foreign, your eyes dilated
some so familiar you felt elated

You slid next to great whales of knowledge
and shook the tentacles with wise octopi
with strands of experience

You got bitten by piranhas of isolation
and even bled internally from bumping shoulders
with beautiful heartless corals

Then one day you met a seashell and her friend
you marveled at the intricate art of nature
and became friends
this time you had the courage to knock

Not all hard exteriors
reflect tough
personalities

You just
had to
knock

Watching out my window,
a thought flies through my head-
about the little hummingbird
flapping overhead.
As it zips,
and it zaps,
and its little wings flap
so hard to keep going,
to suckle on sap,
it seems to me
that this little thing,
so tiny and frail
doesn't mind the sting
of tough days and tough nights
as it valianty fights,
as it works and it toils
just to get by;
working for hours
to have enough to still fly.
I think and I think
on the merits of this notion;
So deeply moved,
I am stirred to emotion.
I shake myself, rising
as I abandon my rest-
Move over world;
I have limits to test.

Familiar fingers caress skin like leather as they hold me together
From crying from lying
From flying away to the back alleyways of broken staircases painted wet with forgery
Stolen brushstrokes of love and deception she gathers her courage to stay put
But her ankles twitch and flutter like butterfly wings coming free for the first time out of their chrysalis
And I have to remember if I leave you I will miss this
I will miss your hair as it kisses bed sheets and flings through fingers with a curl that twirls with mine
The way your spine fits with mine like bone to muscle skin that shines
Glistening with sweat encased affections and such a fine sensation it is when you speak words that mean my thoughts and my touch runs across your leg
Like the puddle of dread singing notes of how we could be together without the stormy weather ripping each other apart
My grace meets your passion in a way unlike any I have known
You sing lessons of truth when you tell me your dreams
Holding back my breath I bite back my fears and show you my tears
Only sometimes
I grab onto those moments we share when we’re so close there’s no escaping no telling whose breath begins and whose fingers are shaking