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Leo Janowick Jan 2019
The hard part is that I lost myself. In the midst of life happening all around me, I lost the ability to be okay, I lost the ability to trust. I lost the ability to love myself, and when that happens, you lose everything. And when the one person in the entire world who loves you unconditionally is gone, then you start wondering who will love you? And then when you start wondering, you get scared that you have to even ask that question. But since you have already asked yourself that, you can’t ignore it. Who will love you now? Who could possibly love everything about you, now that the only person in the world who could, is gone? Hell, you don’t even love yourself. Why would someone else? And then when you realize that, the relationship you’re in seems pointless. Because you start believing that they won’t ever be able to withstand your problems and craziness. And then that snowballs to even more insecurities and fear, and you feel trapped in this broken body that can’t ever be healed. And then you feel lost, torn, broken, unfixable, damaged, and like nothing in the entire world could ever possibly be okay again. Because you know from the past, that even when everything seems okay, another devastating blow comes around again and knocks you back down. So you feel even smaller, even weaker. By that point you’re at the bottom, you’re looking up in tears, ready to scream for help. But you’re not sure who’s going to be there, and if the person who does show up, is going to be the person you need, the person who’s going to pick you up and help you heal. And then you realize again, that you lost yourself. That in the midst of life happening all around you, you lost the ability to be okay.
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
words are simply weak confessions
  sentences strung together cannot give adequate expression
vivid pictures still fail to give accurate impressions
  of just how deep we feel our endless depression
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
Be me
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And night and day.
Let me be the life of Java, let it be a dream.
Everything I do, be you.
And tears and laughter.
Be my virtue, be my sin.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And happiness and sadness.
Be my sky, be my sun and rainbow.
Everything I do, be you.
And desire and passion.
Be my look, be my voice.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And courage and fear.
Be the heartbeat of my heart, be my breath.
Everything I do, be you.
And fire and ice.
Be my wormwood, be my honey too.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And joy and pain.
Be what you keep, what you love.
Everything I do, be you.
And strength and will.
Be more beautiful to me than anyone else.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And hell and heaven.
Be my beginning, be my end too.
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
Friends bring out
beautiful things
in each other....
that on one else
looks hard enough
to find....
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
One hand of help,
One word of sympathy,
One act of humanity,
One smile of charity,
and one sweet hello....
can change someone's
mood and life...
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
Just love me that I need to feel the heat of your kisses and caresses that already a long time ago
Love me in this distance so far that did not reach the sky with the hands that the clouds do not turn off my light
Yes. The feeling of the air that caresses me every part of my only love without missing anything to anyone and the cold fills my cravings, that the clouds do not cover the air that breathed when I caress love me that I am full of love, I need your delivery that The heart distinguish with the caress of your hands Angel, my being, like the volcano that grows inside me I love you in poetry and deliver me in letters written with the soul, love me in this distance so much love to give and the whisper of the wind hear my Regrets for lack of love is drying the sea panting this my being so sublime in me is love me no. Say more than in my ranting touching the sky I'm desecrating the horizon with the cry of my feeling love me so I'm just a simple mortal, who loves without measure and bristle your skin in these letters feel so throbbing and vibrate my trembling legs is to be touched, by your anxious hands I cried in a whimpering scream and feel my wet run between your lips, just love me
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
I want to feed my soul in this darkness of the night where there are only words of love for the wind that brings whenever my laments of the stars and the moon are the words that come from the Heart when screaming in these walls your name is my skin it bristles up to the lower part of my body in my bed thinking of you. I am giving free rein between my legs every time you miss me how are you from your body I feel it inside my moans that come out of you I want to satisfy this that I carry in my soul today I need to feel so panting and I need to deliver my juicy fluids of sublime love Today I want to shine like the stars in the dark night sky where we return our senses enveloped in the flames of love as ashes emerge in this sea of ​​fiery lavas between kisses and caresses in the light of the full moon where it tends its radiance under the bodies ****** giving intensity in the forbidden caresses between her lips to feel her body so Blime is drawing the scam tours of my body that awaken the deepest of your skin among them my scent that is born from within as burning embers leaves me wrapped in your body leaving traces of our meeting in this place where you are
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