Hands are already emerging from the darkness,
I can see mysterious new silhouettes grasping their next target,
Their touch on my skin is inevitable,
All I can do is embrace it.

Some will be cold and painful,
Nothing but sore, knotted stomachs,
A bandaged brain and fatigued mind,
All I can do is embrace it.

Some will be soft and warm,
Easing the aches and sores from the vicious claw marks yet to appear,
A temporary beacon of light that will guide me along a broken path,
All I can do is embrace it.

what do you do when you feel down?

what when you can't find a way out?

what do you do when silver's gone,

what do you do when you're in doubt?

what do you do when you feel alone,

what when there's no one about?

what do you do when you feel a void,

what do you do through out?

how do you know it will be okay,

how do you know it won't last?

how can you tell one to feel better,

to not worry for an unseen or past?

how is it that I don't feel safe

even when I've told myself that all

why is it that I still can't say

if I'll be stronger after this fall-?

How much weight can you carry
Before you collapse
Or sink to the bottom
Or crumble down fast?

It’s raining boulders
And you’re catching them all
With worries heavier than stone
It won’t take much to fall

You’re at your breaking point
But don’t let yourself break
See it as a turning point
And refuse to hold the weight

Just let it go
Put it down
Watch it fall
Pour it out

Do what you can
And then worry no more
Catch what you can
Let the rest hit the floor

Find your limit
And end it there
Drop your pile of boulders
You deserve the fresh air

Some worry that someday
The one we love will
stop holding our hand
or stop talking to us
stop being lovers or
at the least, friends
maybe a slap on the cheek
a fight here and there
or stuff thrown everywhere
but my most worrying thought
is that I'm afraid that one day
maybe today..
she'll forget my name
forget my existence

I cower at the thought
that one day
maybe today..
she'll never
remember I exist

I kept my worries in my pocket.
Looked up in the sky,
The again towards my pocket.
I didn't realise when it rained
And washed away the worries from my pocket.

We meet in the virtual world.
We could say it as accident,
But we can call It as fated too.

Hours and hours goes by
We talk on skype
We message on phone
But we never get tired

I don't need to walk down the road,
To make myself happy
I don't need to listen music,
To cheer me up,
I don't need to draw,
To forget my worries.
All I need is you to make me smile

I know those sweet embrace of yours
Show how much you love me.
When I'm lost when I'm hurt
You stay up late make sure I'm okay.
I won't forget those days
That You took my breath away
Your sweet affection I know it won't change.

I just want to be with you~
To Tell u there is no one able to replace your place in my heart.
Baby I'm crazy for u

There is a boy
sitting across the table from me,
whose voice cracks like an old record
when he sings hymns and
kindness rests in the color of his eyes.

He is explaining to me that order
scientifically can’t come out of chaos,
how the big bang never really happened because of
the perfect order our lives are set up to be.

The way the consistent order of the solar system
helped humans create the concept of
days, months, and years.

We climbed a tree whose leaves mimicked the
sunset’s arrangement of colors;
we watched the sun simmer into the horizon,
watching this chaos of color come to an orderly end.

My life shifts from one chaotic moment into another.
I remember sitting next to him on the crowded bus,
sides pressed up against each other.
There in that small act, I found order.

However I worried because I heard on the radio
one hot summer ago that us as individuals
need chaos to grow,
but then my name fell from
his mouth and my mind is now repeating
itself with chaotic worries that I
may never find someone like him again.