We cant undo
what has
     Already been expelled.


Never can we
catch a breath,
      That was breathed before.

Learn that every
exhale
   Has meaning.

And we only have
         So many,

let every single one count
      For something.

Kindness,
      Worth nothing.

But pays with
        Just one act.


Go on make someone


         Smile today.

you’re not

unworthy

of love.

they weren’t

just worthy

of yours.

Realize your worth without short-changing those around you.

©

Love me like I love you,
Love me like you should (like I should).

Know me like I do you,
Know me like you should.

Care for me...love (like I do you).

Change & grow your wings with me till the ends of time.

I'll be there to help you Grow to the beautiful angle you are.

Like the current moves the ocean, steady and calm. Beautifully yet powerful.
I'll guide you till you need me no more.

I'll be there for you,
I'll guide you,
I'll love you.

A story to myself (From myself)

Elegy, elegy, elegy
The words pop out at me, framed by the strokes of...expressionism was it?
Honestly, I don’t know
The minimal art history I was exposed to
Has gone, been erased leaving me the white board
To scrawl something else hastily before-

I wonder why I read it,
Is it perhaps to affirm to myself
That I’m worth something?

No, that can’t be right
I do of course love myself, I have healthy amount of self love
I suppose then, it’s confidence at stake here
...maybe?

That whether I manage to memorize all the terms
Whether I can keep my hands from straying to another tab
That whether I can kick away the ball that is distractions and addictions and every self created villain in my fairytale

Determines who
I am and how
Much I’m worth

Is false

Because

I

Love me I do
I really do

But,
I still have to get out of this rut
I still have to do better
Then, maybe
One day I’ll

Never let a mistaken step,

  let you think that everything
is a fallen hope.

        For only one step
                shows us
that even one can faulter us.  


        The many hands

can pick us up.


But we are always stronger when


       a singular hand is holding us.


But when we have the hand prints

of others,
we will always lift up stronger.