Everyone have scars that,
they don't want to talk about,
Mine?
they are just on my body,
as well as in my head...

never mind how many times you have to fall before you rise, how many times you have to cry before you smile, how many times you have to stay in the light of darkness before you reach the dawn, always act like a free soul even when our emotions are captive, say yes even when the situation say no, share no tears even when your enemies hunt your success, stand still in your instability even if it means using a single leg, make no complain but compliment what is meant to be, so you can learn to live with what you cant change and change what you can live with, cherish and embrace all your memories , good or bad, because that's what life has taught you

I wanna hold you in my arms.
Embrace the warmth of you in my chest.
And then bury my face in your hair.
And slowly caress with gentle kisses on your head.
Make you feel like you're protected,
Make you feel like you belong here.
Then run my fingers through your hair,
And I'll tell you how beautiful you look tonight.
And as we kiss I'll playfully bite your lips.
The rest is a mystery.

she’s the girl who will remember everything. from your birthday, to the story behind that scar on your left arm, to the number of freckles on your body.

she will love every inch of your body and your soul and even the heart you didn’t know you had.

she will take in everything you have to offer and give you back so much more. so much, that you won’t even know what to do with it.

she will open up the world for you. from books and music and film to things like culture and race and language.

she’s smarter and far more beautiful than she dares herself to show.

and you will love her.

you will love her like you’ve never loved anybody before.

she will level every winter your body has suffered with all the springs her bones have weathered.

and when you go, because you can no longer handle her, she will drown herself in alcohol and drugs and sorrow. and wonder why she wasn’t good enough.

she will refuse to be saved by any other hand because nobody can touch her quite like you.

she will **** herself with loneliness and then resurrect with her own scent.
and then she will do it again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

she will be weak and strong and bold and shy and mean and nice and everything in between.

she will grow. she will grow strong and tall.

and so will you.

and in ten years from now, when you run into her at the supermarket, she will ask about your marriage.

and while you’re there telling her about your wife, who is home with the kids, and your job, she will feel genuinely happy for you.

because she forgave you. she forgave you for walking away and she forgave herself for ever thinking she wasn’t good enough.

she will have realized by then that sometimes life will give you somebody just to watch you break when it takes them away from you.

and she will be okay with it.

and so will you.

but, she will walk away without telling you about her life because she doesn’t want you to hear it in her voice that she still remembers your birthday, and that birthmark on your right shoulder.

and that ten years ago, she had hoped you would run into somebody else and told them all about her being at home with the kids.

Everyday for me is the same,
I don't know what to really say.
The world is not your oyster,
all I do is make bad choices.
I try and try to succeed,
but all I do is fail and misleed.
People just don't understand my situation,
they can see my anger and my frustration.
I pretend like like there's nothing wrong,
but really I was sad all along.
You feel like nobody really cares,
and when they ask you,you just fill up with tears.
You are stressed and depressed you don't know how to deal with it,
the world is tearing you apart bit by bit.
I can't get the words out of my mouth,
because I don't want then to know.
I can't help but hide my emotions,
because all I am feeling inside is broken.
I dream that I am swimming in an ocean,
were nobody can touch me and I have no emotion.
I feel like I just don't care,
I then feel on my cheek there's a tear.
I'm living in a lie,one that i created,
because this is just not me,and this person I hated.
Although today I am still alive,
I just hope that tomorrow I will survive.

You are
Not defined by a number
On a scale or on a card.
Not the likes on social media,
Nor what the world thinks you are.

You are
The pain in all your teardrops,
The laugh in every smile.
The times you failed but tried again,
The hope in every sigh.
You're found
In people whom you love,
And the ones who love you too.
In memories you hold so close-
In light, in love, and truth.
There's you
In that which you call home,
Where home embraces you;
Where you store your hopes and dreams,
And pain and sorrow too.
There's you
In all that you regret,
In the shame you hide away;
But remember that all that has
Made you who you are today.

I've found
This world has one huge flaw:
It speaks lies, proclaiming truth;
It's poisoned you to think that you
Can be measured, made, and used.

So darling I pray you'll see today:
True beauty lies within.
Don't let yourself define you by
Numbers or cuts on your skin.

You are
More than my words can ever say;
There's so much to a heart
More than the world will understand-
There's more to who
You are.

-c.t.

life is so strange
nothing stays the same
everything changes
but who to blame

life is like a game
where you have to lose
before you can gain
to win you have to face the fearful rain

in life...they always say
don't use your heart
only use your brain

in life there is love
but the more is hate
no one decides
they all hesitate
and who knows the fate

the closest people you need go away
when you need them the most
you find them lost

day after day
days go by
people are born and others die

year after year
no one understands
nothing is clear
nothing in our hearts except fear

today you walk and talk
tomorrow you lay in your grave
and nothing it gave
the money that you save
and no use of your gold
when it won't be sold

you have to be strong
stop doing the wrong
and never lie
be ready for your last goodbye.