I once folded a thousand cranes for my wish.
It is said when you fold a thousand crane your dream will come true.
I once folded one thousand cranes and one more for you.
You were not just my wish but my dream
I folded one more to make you real.

An unseen consequence of action
Can be dire
Can hurt
I did not see
Did not try
Endangered me and my child
Not by force or my will
Today I Stand broken and unseen

Ahhh
Mouth open as wide as his tooth gab.
Ahhh
Getting excited as the plane get closer..
Ahhh
He grabs into it and waits for the next..
Mommy I’m full....
quick look away now it’s a bird
Ahhhh
Mouth open once more for the Landing.

You’re born
You’re made
You’re brought
You’re you and you is....
I can’t define you
No one can
I can’t claim you kind
No one can
You’re you
Define you.
run through
Be dignified
You’re born
You’re made
You’re loved and brought.

To feel emotions
One must learn to feel all thoughts
Only then its true.

An emotion of emotion
The ability to feel emotions
The control of thought
and master of habits
The start of attachment
And ending of will
The idea of caving
And the distortion of lonely
Cause us all to call it love

I feel with my brain.
It is my thoughts that keeps me awake telling truths.
I feel with my brain
My only judge running through actions passing sentences with no rest.
I feel with my brain
For when it hurts the tears that fall are from memories long passed resurfaced to make me weak
I feel with my brain...
              ...
I think with my heart
The heart had two options: love or hate.
Wether you love or hate is decided on how much you are willing to give.
My heart thought is all the same
  Love.

His love cannot fail
I found him through pain
He saw me before I was me.
I know that my words give pain
I know that my words worry
I know that my words sadden
I know that my words hurt
I’ve found G.O.D
I have found the missing piece
Goodness is within me
Over all my fear
Dire is my fortune
He watches me
He keeps me
The silence calls
But he pulls me.
He is with me
I know he breathes within me.

Have you ever given yourself?
With full heart, exposed.
Have you ever felt love?
Deep inside with no regrets.
Have you ever felt lost?
Your efforts all in vain.
Have you ever shut down?
Feeling nothing but pain.
In the end with no remains.
All things stay the same.
Will you ever play that game?

If memories give life
Then through my mind you will never die.
If all our dreams are projections
Then through my dreams you will never leave
If you’re here because I’m broken
Then through this pain I wish to live.
If all you want is this vessel
Then with my last breath I’ll live it here.
I’ll stay here till the stitch of my obsession binds is beyond separation.
I’ll be your breath you’d be my song our existence would be there
If only...

You are my heart
I need you to beat.
You are my heart
I need you to live.
A pump without fail
A flower absolute.
Autumn, fall and winter
May wither you branches.
But I will never cease
watering your soil.
I’ll keep you alive
Till the last leaf falls.
Then I’ll dig in your dirt
To grow you once more.
I’ll keep you inside
warm In somnolence.
Till your sprout knows “nowhere”
But this spaces warmth.
You are my heart
And beating you will
Until when I part
I won’t leave this feel.

Smile wider girl for life is kind.
Under the tent of true disguise
Your muscles strain to your demise
Keep feet within the shallow hide.
They will not come
They will not save
They sink you deeper than yesterday
They shut the light
They cut their faces
The last things shown is no ones grace
I see you more
I see you most
I whisper all your hidden hope
You name me blind
You turn the light
My dear sweet girl you cannot lie
I am your truth
I am your fear
I am the only thing you see
I see you pure and full of greed
As your blood flow I’ll be so near.

I could coat it with pretty words
But angers best expressed raw
I’m tired of hiding thoughts
Painting with grammar and lies
Beautifying pain.
                  ...
I can’t coat it with sugar
For sugar makes it worst
Body image lowers
Standards that aren’t met
Mentally I’m stable
Emotionally ****,
Literally ****** by not
Even knowing emotions.
Depression hides it’s shadow
Casting it as humor
But I know better since
He runs with my Lucifer.
Days and night restless
What else could it be
Dear god help me
let me lie to sleep

It hurts.
It’s it fault.
He’s hurt.
It’s it’s fear.
The last thing, it’ll ever wish.
The only exit for sleep.
It craves the unconsciousness.
It sleeps to erase the thought of he.
It dreamed of he.
It cries.
he laughs.
It’s it, It hurt he.
He loved it.
It dreams to sleep.

He loved her
She loved him.
They were young.
Neither one thought it through.
She was weak.
She was embarrassed.
She was stupid
He was kind
She was wreckless.
She lets him go.
She made him feel low.
He loved her.
She loved him.
She never said it.
She kept it.
He moved on.
She is crying.
Convinced herself she did it for him.
She was scared.
He was strong.
Still...
He loves her
She loves him
He’s with another.
She’s crying
Her tears will never dry.

Person
Personne
No one...

He, she, we
No one...
Be you truly you
Be who you think is you.
Be true fully true
Be what you think is true .
Attitude
Kindness
Faith.
Keep those
Keep them close.

Person
Personne
No one..

Have you ever felt the silence
The stillness that fights with consciousness
The moment in time where all your pain respond
The feeling of bitterness surface
Still you try to hide it.
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Have you ever felt the silence
A silence so deep all your fear respond
The thoughts of what if engulfs you
The tears drop without fail
The moment you stop the silence cuts you still.
The sound of tear drops is the only thing Keeping you safe.
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It is the only thing keeping you humane
The silence whispers awful things
The silence whispers terrible things
Take a life it says
Take a life it shouts
Whether yours  or yours take a life I say.
The silence kills
Kills more then you’d ever know
But even then the silence will never show

I want to write.
        ——
Where is my source.
My missing item.
Have my feeling set?
Have my problem solved?
I yearn to write.
          ——
Is pain my image?
Painted to inspire ?
To churn feelings,
In ways that brings life?
Is it alright to write for the feel to write?
Or should my new pain inspire my write?
           ——
Oh joy please give me your words.
I love your feeling.
Is so rarely seen.

The flame hurt the girl.
The flame spread until she was engulfed and left with a paper thin sheet for her heart.
The flames took her mind.
It crush the hope of ever leaving as she sinks deeper, bleeding.
This flame showed her joy.
It rose her hope and kept it low enough to crush with a single word.
The flame knew her vow
It did not care and whispered words only she could understand.
The flame knew her pain.
It shone inside and let her see without every letting her touch.
It left her black, after the heat became too much and she give in to this act call love.

Screams can’t reach you
A place so hidden.
Clocked by last chances
Turned off by fate.
Love cannot touch you
A pleasure so tactile,
Closely ecstatic
A torment to beguiled.
Imprisoned my soul
Under clouds of Pretensions.
I seen the truth
Long before you knew.
Yet my dreams won’t sit
Till it’s all renewed.
I see your thought
And read all your lines.
One thing remains
Is hope in your disguise.
In love I failed
And wish you only best
Yet my soul is tied
Imprisoned to no rest.

Child unphased
comes  to sleep ,driven by dreams
Painted to through nightmares
step into the abyss of what was once eternal.
Lies
Found your window through sleepless souls
underneath it was only desires