i realize why all the ones before me
were addicted to the one i love
because her lips are like ******
and shes everything you could ever desire
she can be shy but
you never knew she was flirting unless you wanted her to
she can be inexperienced
but know how to do everything right
she doesn't know how to dance
but does it quite well in eyes of lust
shes like a drug
one touch and your addicted
everything about her is addictive
her eyes
her lips
her chest
her hips
her

i sometimes wish that i could draw
and sing the music of the world
but then i take a step back to see
all the amazing things with me
i have a long family
and fantastic friends all over the world
i have amazing passions
for music and literature
i have a loud voice that stands for what i believe in
and a whisper that helps people when they've fallen
i have self-acceptance and body-confidence for days
along with a list of mental health issues that i'm okay with
i do sometimes wish that i were capable of more
but sometimes the few steps back
help me realize all the amazing things i already have and am
and i become content with everything that i've been given

When** you haven't written poetry in a while
try not to stress, you can do that anyway,
try to just express what you want to say.
Ditch the mask, the smile
if you're feeling distraught
don't ignore the thought.

Let it all out,
run and scream and shout.

Sometimes you're not okay,
but that really is okay.
I'm just hear to say
it's okay where you're at today.

i wish i had a photo with you
but theirs an ocean that separates us
with miles of land to go with it
and although it hurts me deeply
i always know that one day
there will be photos of you and i
and along will be bountiful cups of joy
filled to the brim with memories
it may take expensive plane tickets,
months of preparation,
and many tearful nights
but it will all be worth it
because one day you wont be an ocean away,
you will be 3 ft. away
and we will be calling each other spoons
and there will be a photo
of you and i smiling

i wish i had a photo with you
but theirs an ocean that separates us
with miles of land to go with it
and although it hurts me deeply
i always know that one day
there will be photos of you and i
and along will be bountiful cups of joy
filled to the brim with memories
it may take expensive plane tickets,
months of preparation,
and many tearful nights
but it will all be worth it
because one day you wont be an ocean away,
you will be 3 ft. away
and we will be calling each other spoons
and there will be a photo
of you and i smiling

i always tell everyone to not hurt themselves
yet i sit here
and i hurt myself
trying to help you
by giving you this adivce
im giving you peice after piece of my soul
and in return i get nothing
but a fake thank you
and some counterfeit conversations
yet i sit here alone and trying to just forge a smile
for the world to see
yet your smile is full and truthfull
because it's filled with the soul of mine
that i sold so you could be happy
and get over every conflict you've dealt
so i tell you to not hurt
yet i sit here and i give myself away
piece by piece
and bit by bit

ever since i was little, I've always wanted to do one thing
I've always wanted to help people
and I've found that the best way for me to do that
is using my writing to speak to you\and i always ask the spirits if i've helped someone
who needed to hear the words that i wrote
and they say i have
which is an amazing and calming feeling
knowing that i helped someone
bu using my words and being there
i asked the spirits if i knew who i helped
they i don't
so i asked them if i ever will know them
and the spirits told me
i will know this amazing human
if i keep going on this path
so i'm going following this road
trying to help people with my words
and meet some saved people along the way