Breathe,
Look at the sky,
Feel the dust settle,
Feel the wind between your fingerprints.
Life hurts,
But I'd never give up this earth,
When right now,
It is turning for me.

Dances in the kitchen at 3:43 AM,
Water fights in the garden,
Kisses in the sheets,
Holding hands in the streets,
Listening to each others heartbeat,
Till we fall sleep,
Baking competitions,
And awful song renditions,
Late night stargazing,
Singing in the raining.
Love has never felt so sweet.

you tell me to speak my,
whilst stitching my lips together,
and then ask why my screams are so muffled.

I never thought I'd live to see the day,
where I would smile a real smile,
and say I'm okay,
and mean it.
Yet here I am.

when I was younger,
i envisioned a future of makeup,
femininity, pretty dresses and falling in love.
drinking, partying and running through the fields of youth.

but here i am,
crawling into my sheets
crying all hours
and nothing about me is pretty,
i am not loved
i am not running through fields of youth,
im running from them
and they were always faster than me.

God! You look so beautiful.
I wish I was a painter,
so I could capture your beauty forever,
I tried to paint you in my mind,
mould your sculpture into my memory,
but you have become distorted,
bleeding,
screaming.
My dreams and nightmares fight over you,
my brain was always good at twisting things,
and now I don’t know what the reality is.

I tore you apart,
and you are still offering me the pieces,
I ripped off.