i know, that when you step out:
the sun will shine brightly on you,
fire will sweat to ashes as it meets you,
and flowers will melt to a pulp to respect you.

never, never know what it is to fall.
tread lightly, sweet soul;
for it's a trap, and the sand falls the tighter you grip it.

**this world belongs to you.

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“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

My split surface
Your cracked skin
There's deep confusion
Without, within

Blurry views
Crawling clocks
Helping hands
Splashing rocks

Summer sadness
Sunshine blues
The buzz of drugs
The hum of you

Falling petals
Misty sigh
Unexpectedly happening
Before my eyes

Twirl, my princess
Spin around
Twenty fifteen
A friendship newfound

Gentle kisses
Midnight glow
Not the first
To let me know

Muddy puddles
My grey boundaries
I was out of line
Crossing out memories

My muffled moans
Your dimpled cheeks
Leave park benches lonely
For weeks and weeks

Each of you are a Jewell , a diamond in the works.
Each of you live a life being molded into something special.
You may not feel special , important,  or a masterpiece.
But each of you, are being molded into something beautiful.
Thus your life touch so many others that you are unaware of.
Each of you have an role to fulfill, to touch those that you are meant to.
For God is transforming each of you as we speak right now.
One day you shall look back and smile thanking God for this honor.
So never forget this love you all and God bless you all.

Would you listen to me if i sang the same words in different melodies
or if sang the same melody and different melodies?
Would you care if i told you about how you influence me?
I have a riff stuck in my head, care to write a song out of it?
It's all you,
with your cheekiness,bluntness and rage.
It's all me,
with my anger,awkwardness and determination.
Would you care to sit beside me and look at the stars?
Would you care if I told you about my past?
You wouldn't.
You don't even exist.

You woke me up with a kiss.
Gave me a place to lay my head,
upon a pillow you'd dressed in
blue; hand stitched with love.

Eyes gently open, the fresh
breeze of a new day touches
my skin, & in your eyes
I lose my heart.

The scent of yellow roses fills,
the empty spaces between
you & I. With a smile you
whisper good bye.

© Sia Jane

I. Boy with the silly laugh
We were best friends.
You were there when my father left and I was there when you had your heart broken.
I knew you didn't love me. But I didn't care.
That was the beautiful part about it.
I still loved you knowing I wouldn't get love in return.
I hope you found what you were looking for.

II. The first boy I ever thought I'd marry
We spent so much time together and yet it never seemed like enough
I remember the first time we slept together.
My curfew was 11 but I still walked through my front door at 8 am the next morning.
My mom was so mad, but that night you tasted like heaven and I knew that's the only time I would ever get a glimpse of heaven.
If there is a God, I know he brought you to me.

III. The boy who ran out of time
I remember the day I met you, you played with my hair.
I remember how you'd always smell like vanilla and coffee.
I remember our first kiss, how your tongue would glide around my lip.
I remember the scratches and the screams to the angels.
I remember the day I last saw you.
I remember a full sanctuary with 100 shades of black.
I hope you're resting. I hope you're in heaven playing baseball like you did as a child.
I hope you know that when I told you to leave I didn't mean for you like this.

Lately I’ve been filled with intricate emotions and unwanted
thoughts that left an unconscious mind wandering in selflessness
drawing a thin line between death and life
I became alive towards society’s hollowness
and dead towards serenity and self-kindness
my spirit was reluctant to my soul
as my divinity drowned underwater
underwater, where I found new peace
because I realised that nothingness exists
I realised that to give in was to let go.
As I arose the sky gave me a new aura
the air gave me mental stability —
I inhaled acceptance of the universe
and exhaled carraige of nothing of this world.