“It’s ok to not be ok”

such a common phrase

over-used

over-accepted

romanticized

the idea that it’s ok to not be ok

but what if i told you

it’s ok to be ok?

you don’t have to feel guilty for being happy

you don’t have to feel sorry all the time

you don’t have to blame the world

or think everyone’s against you

just be ok

it’s okay...

I am a mirror on a wall

trying so hard not to fall

I can be whatever

it is you want to see

a pretty face,

an ugly frown,

a bubbled tear falling down.

Myself i will never know

for it’s only you i can show.

I am a mirror on a wall

I’ve been forced to see it all.

I watch you pick

apart your body

but lucky are you

to have legs that run

and ears that hear

a face that smiles

and a heart that feels

I ...

A curse.

A curse that started with a promise

a promise of immortality.

Immortality, but at a cost

A high cost

I was young

young and naive

so naive i didn’t think twice

and now thinking twice is five times too few

i have eternal life

but with life comes death

and since i cannot die

it is i

i who decides

decides who is to die

every day i must choose

must choose a soul

a soul to snuff out

every da...

When fear brings uncertainty

of who i’m meant to be,

of where i’m meant to go,

or of what tomorrow will bring

help me be thankful of my certainty in you...

Mornings I don’t like

although if you were a worm

early bird i’d be...

My mother said never to sleep with a candle burning.

But how tempting it is

For the smell is sweet

And the flame is warm

the light is quite nice —

it makes the shadows dance

The candle is kind when you’re awake,

she said, but don’t close your eyes.

The smell becomes heavy

and the flame will swallow

Light turns to blaze

And the shadows will prowl

i’m not scared of getting burned

for the li...

I held the fragments of me that you had broken and begged you to put them back together.

“first bottled your tears for me” you demanded.

“anything for you” I replied

and began bottling tears shed over you

“silly little one. you have given me the most vulnerable part of you. you broke me first so now I will break you more”

I watched as you drank my tears and shattered the little bottle t...

When I was 5 my mom told me to promise I would never die.

I giggled and gave her my word.

She went back to tickling me.

All was right in the world.

Now I’m older and know the meaning of the those words.

But nothing is right in the world anymore.

And the only thing keeping me here is that promise I made when i was 5....

My favorite things

are the things i never really liked

until you came along.

The things I never noticed

until i learned they were

your favorite things.

Now I notice them

and they’re my favorite things

because they make me think of you

my very favorite thing. ...

I sat down by candlelight with soft music in my ear thinking,

"What should I write?"

Wondering how to convey my silly thoughts and deep feelings

Into elegant words that dance through one's mind.

How can I feel so deeply yet lack the words to write?

Where may i find a translator to translate my inner workings in a language not only understandable

but beautiful.

I yearn to create.

To portray.

To not...