I am sorry for letting a few bad people tear us apart
I am sorry for talking with so much bitterness
I am sorry for throwing you to the wolf
I am sorry for silently watching him destroy you
I am sorry for leaving you when you needed me
I am sorry for making you cry
I am sorry for being difficult
I am sorry for pushing you away
I am sorry for trying to fix us while I was still trying to fix myself
I am sorry for falling for you so quickly
I am sorry for holding on for so long
I am sorry for not understanding why we are holding onto each other for so long.
I am sorry for still having feelings for you
I am sorry for missing you like crazy
I am sorry for being the jealous type
I am sorry for everything
I am sorry for this since it probably doesn't mean anything to you
I am sorry I'll leave you alone and let you be happy
I am sorry for never saying sorry
So sorry.....

Enjoy the small things
Because you will yearn for them
When you feel empty

I feel like I can look at a
Complete stranger and read
If they are truly living or just existing

Then I wonder if I am just
Looking in a mirror because
I honestly can't answer that about myself

Have sweet dreams is what they plea to me
For me I don't sleep
Diving head first into the tossing and turning relentless sea
Waves of emotions keep my head under
As I try my hardest to breathe
The Monstrous sea keeps pushing and pulling me apart
As I swim deeper to explore the darkest trenches embedded in me
As my mind continues to sing without missing a beat
Until the waves suffocate me to sleep

Poetry is art
A blank canvas and a brush
We paint with our hearts

TAG YOU'RE IT is what we use to scream
Chasing one another around in our innocent whimsical ways
As our minds became consumed with Adrenalin and endorphins
We felt free while our lungs begged for mercy
Just keep moving is what we believed

Until we grew older we no longer play the same way
Nowadays we play this silly game over social media and texting
As our minds became consumed with perfection and depression
We feel paralyzed while we wait to get another text or like to portray our perfection to battle the feeling of loneliness
Just keep to yourself is what we tell ourselves
Because you wont get hurt that way is what we believe

The childish me dreamed of being thirty
Buying all the things I dreamed
Sweet candy and ice cream
As far as the eye could see
Now I dream about being three