I haven't been sad in a month or two and even though I'm still not sure whether it's because I am truly happy or truly numb, it is still a progress... isn't it?

it's pathetic how i always compare you to the ocean or the moon when you're actually a wildfire. burning the bushes. burning the bridge. when i first saw you i kept a glass of water in my pocket to keep you away from me, for i knew that you'd be hard to avoid if you got any closer. but then i saw you gently caressing the bushes before eating them alive and i swore i had convinced myself to not fall for you. now that your flame had kissed me, i'm gripping you tightly like i'm afraid you'd burn me. the funny thing is that you're not even as hot as the other wildfires; you're warm. and i've always been cold.

I will be stronger , instead of throwing hits , I lasted longer
Maybe I'm scared or unprepared , or I don't feel the need to lash out
You can talk,  but those words will get me riches , there's glitches , in the system ..were I win .
My enemy will become my motivation , I Am feeling the heat , radiation .
See I go home at the end of the day , there they do not exist , there they decay
The told me since day one I'd be nothing , now I'm breathing to be something
I don't talk about it as chatter , or to make them matter
- Alex Haynes

i hear your laugh over the phone and realise,
i can touch every syllable from a million light years away.
i can pluck each of your heartstrings that tie themselves up with mine across landscapes
and it'll be music neighbouring galaxies can hear.
we don't seem so far apart when we make the world shrink around us. we are our own world.
your arms are a boarder protecting us from the sea,
your lips taste of ocean stars and your breath is the breeze
you bring life to the flowers blooming around me.
our hands are the bridge to connect laced footsteps
entangled tree branches, entwined roads.
we are maps to each other, leading us back when we're lost.
you are not here in the morning beside me in bed
as you are in the sky. i can recognise your rising light miles away.
you tell me i am your only earth.
and i need you because the earth needs the sun
to see a bright day.
we are our own world
and that's all that needs to stay.

I don't want you, I say
as I stare longingly at my screen for
a message to appear with a certain name
that does things to me.

I don't want you, I say
as the tips of my fingers tingle
and my heart becomes a drum,
the soundtrack to your entrance,
to the live wire my body becomes.

I don't want you, I say
as I surpress a cry
when your watchable lips mutter a bye
and I feel empty without a presence
of something I can't get myself to say,
is a pleasance

I don't want you, no, not at all
Not only because I can't admit it
(Too proud and afraid to say another person makes me whole
That I become needy without control)
But because that it's not true
I don't want you -
I need you, and
Owning you is all I think
I'm able to do

this massive world wide web brought me closer to you
my love reached you through the screen
i've grown familiar to you
and you've grown comfortable
a spinning of ideas
i can't touch you
but i feel you
i fell in love with the way your eyes look like behind the screen
your sleepy eyes
you'd rather lose sleep than lose me
it's a new kind of love
a fragment of a connection
where we fall in love through a computer screen

Things change.
For better and worse.
The tides turn.
People die.
And we try to escape it.
We strive for eternal comfort.
A pointless concept.
Perfection is unattainable,
But change is required to come close.
Sometimes to survive,
To thrive,
You must cut away the dead growth in your garden.
You must remove the weeds,
Get rid of those holding you back,
So you can come to full bloom.
I wish you luck.
-Mike