In a world full of noise,
We find the ones whose crazy
mirrors our own.
Not to silence the wolf inside,
Not to calm the madness,
But to make us feel whole—alive.

What version of you will rise today?
In a month, a year—who will you be?
There will be many, shifting like seasons.
But which will you craft with intention?
Will it be better, as we all change,
Or will you let the tides decide your fate?

I’ve chained the beast, but still it breathes,
Its whispers soft, like coals beneath.

In silence, I keep the monster still,
But wonder—does it break my will?
Does peace erode the flame I keep,
Or sharpen it within the deep?

There’s beauty in this quiet war,
A dance with rage I can’t ignore.
And though I lock the beast away,
Its shadow stains the light of day.

Fear
The first dark breath we take,
a shadow that grows as we learn its name.
It lives in quiet corners,
where thoughts echo back our doubts,
and we wonder—are we truly alone?

Afraid of what’s lost, afraid to hold on,
we spin in loops of overthought,
making prisons from our own doubts.
How strange it is to long for touch,

to carry the weight of endless what-ifs,
a reel of past and future fears,
afraid to step forward, afraid to let go.

But somewhere beyond this haze of worry,
beyond the walls we’ve built so high,
a light breaks through, soft and true.
And deep down I know, one day I’ll find you—
So I can say, I got you;
everything’s gonna be okay.

Woke up with the sunrise, chasing time again
Every breath we take is a line we can’t amend
There’s a fire in the distance, flickering in the night
Reminding me that nothing’s ever promised in this life

So take my hand, let’s run into the unknown
Feel the wind, hear the earth in every tone
We’re only here for a heartbeat, so let’s make it last
Before the sky turns to ashes and the moments pass

Hold every moment, don’t let it slip away
Tomorrow’s not promised, so let’s live for today
We’re echoes of time, we’re the souls that remain
In the spaces between, we can break every chain
So hold every moment, while the stars still align
Embrace every heartbeat, let it pulse with the divine

I’ve seen faces fade, watched love drift apart
But in every broken piece, there’s a brand-new start
We’re the stories we carry, the lessons we learn
Every bridge that we cross is a flame that we burn

So take the risk, let’s dive into the deep
For in the darkest waters, we find truths we keep
The seconds we waste, they won’t ever return
But the love that we give is the fire we yearn

We’ll never stop learning, we’ll never stop growing
In every connection, there’s a piece of us glowing
No matter how fleeting, we’ll carry it through
In the end, it’s the love that defines what we do

In every fleeting second, there’s a lifetime inside
So hold every moment, we’re the flames that never die

I won’t be my best every day—
Some days my thoughts will run away,
And nights will find me tangled in doubt,
Here, but distant; present, but checked out.

There will be moments I’m a lot to hold,
A storm to weather, a story retold.
I don’t blame those who step aside,
It takes a rare heart to stay for the ride.

But if you choose to stay, to be near,
To face the rough with the smooth and clear,
I’ll meet you there with all I am—
Imperfect, true, and always loyal to all of you.

Ever feel it, raw and deep,
a need that pulls, won’t let you sleep?
A voice that lingers, aches, persists,
a hidden truth clenched in your fists?

And did you try to push it down,
to mute that cry, to drown it out?
Yet there it blazes, fierce and bright,
a spark that begs to see the light.

Feelings, they’re like waves,
Crashing without cease,
Emotions surge and spiral,
Yearning for release.
I’m both tender and fierce,
A garden drenched in night,
Where ivy coils around my heart,
And moonflowers crave the light.

In this storm of passion,
There’s a strength that burns so deep,
Resilience forged in whispers,
Where love and darkness meet.
I navigate this world within,
With a compass kissed by fire,
And find that in the heart of chaos,
Lies the pulse of my desire.

1

A flower once in shadowed ground,
Timid, fragile, lost, not yet found,
Yearning for the sun’s embrace
To lift its head, to find its place.

In time, the rays began to pour,
And fear gave way to something,
More.

For in the earth, when strength is sown,
A flower stands, its courage grown
Forever seen, it’s spirit strong,
No longer wondering what went wrong.

2

A flower once in shadowed ground,
Timid, fragile, lost, unbound,
Yearning for the sun’s warm gleam
To rise and lift, to find its dream.

With time, the golden rays descend,
And fear gives way as shadows mend.

For in the soil where strength is sown,
A flower stands, its courage grown,
Its spirit bright, no longer lost,
With every petal, past is crossed.

Love isn’t just about perfect fits,
Or seamless lives that neatly mix.
Two hearts can come from worlds apart,
With different dreams, a different start.

It’s not in sameness love is found,
But where we seek the middle ground.
Where compromise and patience grow,
And each one bends, just enough to know—

That love’s not in the flawless way,
But in the choice we make to stay.
To build, to learn, and to endure,
Through storms and doubts, love becomes sure.

So don’t just search for “the one” to find,
But be the one who stays, who’s kind.
For love’s not just in finding gold,
But in the hands that learn to love and hold