I am both flames and snowflakes.


I'll explode into sparks then I'll calm down like the falling snow.  

I will challenge your comfort zone, but I'll fight to stay in mine.  

I will feel fire in my heart when I am passionate or angry,

I will feel a blizzard when I am curious or afraid.

I will always rise, even if I fall.

I will roar louder than the mighty lion or slither quieter than the sly snake.

I will forgive without thought, or I will wear revenge with grace.

I will become completely attached to you, or leave without thought.

I will tear my barriers apart or build garden gates.

I will be bold, or I will never speak.

I will authentically be myself, or what I need to become.



I am simple, I depend on you.

It's good to be home
But what exactly is home?
Just a building?
                             Or is it love that makes it home?
Have I become homeless while having a house?
I always felt that my home was between her two arms
So fragile yet strong
I could crush them, yet she was the strong one
Now with all my love gone
I live in a homeless house
While neverending battle between death and life is fought in my weak head
Walls once filled with her paintings
are now screaming with emptiness
I walk through corridor, I see memories
Times when we were dancing, laughing, kissing
Planing our kids, our future, our life
How can I live with you gone, my love?

You may not have been birthed in the soil,
and granted,
you will not blossom
when spring melts winters wake
but inside of you
grows a thousand gardens
full of exploding stars.
You are of the earth
and your ashes
have been constructed with stardust,
and set free with the wind.
So you may not have a pretty face,
and your body may hold stories
of too many moonless nights alone.
But if you reach inside,
you will find a forest
for a ribcage
and a restless ocean heart.
So don't ever let anyone tell you
you are nothing.
You are a galaxy
holding a million different planets,
and my dear,
that is not nothing.

whispering to nobody
I say my last goodbye
will somebody
notice the pain
that rained
down on my soul?
it stole
the hope
and I left a note
I wrote
for anyone who cared
or dared
to read my last words
and I hope they hurt like swords
because everyone's words
hurt me like swords
and left an eternal wound
but soon
you will all try
but I will no longer cry
and maybe
happiness will come



—j.m.

I miss you
And you aren’t even gone yet
From experience
I know how this will end

One day you will find someone new
Meet someone funnier; prettier
You’ll slowly slip away
All while denying anything is wrong

When you look into her eyes
You will see a future
When you look in my eyes
You see lust and desire

There is no future for us here
so why do I let myself fall in love anyway?

"You're like the sunset" I said to her

"Why?" she answered.

I stared to the sunset while saying,

"Sunsets are beautiful. Everyone loves it even though they can only stare or look at it. But nobody owns them. Nobody can own them."

"Just like you" I said quietly as if she won't hear it.