I feel empty...
And there's this numbness in
my chest that has been
keeping me awake
late at night whenever
I try to sleep.

        I feel as if
  everything
I believed in has
    turned on me,
    all at once.

All that I'll have is
beautifully scented sheets
and dented pillows

i have stopped
screaming
into empty rooms
because
it is  
the same as
screaming
into full rooms
of people who
have said they were listening

The birds are chirping
The sun is breaking through the trees
The clouds pass on by
Like all the pain of yesterday
The cars drive
Below the blue sky
All around me there is something
Something I can't describe
Maybe it's life
Maybe it's death
Because we all know everything has an end
The waves are crashing and bending their backs to get a better look
At the things I find beautiful
At the things that are living
At the things that are dying
At the things all around me

Your value doesn't decrease based on someone's inability to see your *worth

I been broken almost all of my life.
I been taking it the wrong way as well.
I always consider it as a huge curse upon me.
But it was actually a blessing in disguise.
For if it was not for the brokenness, in me.
I would not have ever gotten to know God.
For he reveal himself to me through the brokenness.
Thus so the brokenness was actually a super blessing
I thank my Savior for the blessings that he bestow upon me.

Is electricity
In my tongue.
I can hear the
Zap! Zap! As i
Taste nothing but it's cold
Calm
Cool
Collected
Flavor.
And I remember,
Edison didn't come up with this
Tesla didn't either.
But instead it came up in its
Own
Poking up out f the dirt.
And no one realized it was
Electric.
I take another sip and I remember
Peppermint is my favorite
And I crinkle my nose
In a good way
And my face breaks out into a smile

I write you out
Give voice to the silence
I would talk about it out loud
An injustice though, for those unfamiliar
With loss
You hear the words
But do not feel them
Cradled arms hold close and tight
To memories full of soul deep and light
You brought so much joy
Jeremiah
Your name still feels whole on my lips
Life is always a stage
Some would say yours was a tragedy
I know better
An epic drama full of love, adventure
Comic relief
When the despair becomes unbearable
That is what I cling to
My oasis amid drought
A light house beaming bright
During storms raging against rocky shores
I'm still afloat with our laughter
I'm still afloat

People always say

dont be perfecct

be you

but what that really means

is be who they think you are

if you say something else they will think you are lying

not trying

hard enough


look deeper


thats not deep enough

but who are you to tell me


who i am?