Even the most
Unclean
Of the spirits
And lost souls
Know deep in their
Dark core
Your light won’t be
Extinguished
In this life
Nor the after.

I don't want you to need me

I know you're independent
You can do it on your own
You're in charge of your own life
and you set the tone

But how does breakfast in bed sound
for every Sunday wake up
Or maybe some reassurance
You're beautiful with no make up

You can explore the world alone
But why not take me with you
I pack snacks for car rides
and a road trip is overdue

You can buy yourself roses
Every Friday after work
but isn't it a bit better
if I delivered them with a smirk

I guess my point is
I know things would turn out okay
If you were by yourself
You'd be fine at the end of the day

But isn't it more fun
Cooking dinner with me
Don't you think we have a shot
At really being happy

Life alone can have excitement
but often has a lack thereof
so let me be your companion
And let's fall in love

I don't want you to need me
I need you to want me

A Milestone
Should not be a millstone,
Weighting your Spirit.

Rather, a stepping stone
Buoyed in the water of life.

Used to keep you
Above water
As you bridge the gap.

Milestones should not
Be millstones.

Rather, paver stones
Used to mark your path.
Where you've been.  
Where you're going.
Forming a pleasing pattern
In the Earth to gaze upon.
To excitedly anticipate.

Milestones should not
Be millstones.
To grind you down
While you continue to grow.

Rather, gem stones
That glitter with the light
Marking the Blessings
Along your path.

Milestones are not millstones.

Unless you see them that way.

I feel like I am drowning,
Every single day.
I hate my own being,
I hate my own family.
What even is family?
Family is your own blood,
A little bit of yourself in every person,
A tight knit group of people who are your heaven.
Although, what happens if that isn’t the case?
What happens if you wish they weren’t your blood,
What happens if you wish you did not share the same
Personality and gestures as them?
What happens if your family is not a tight knit group of people and
They are not your heaven, but simply your hell?

What then?