Charles Bukowski once said,

"Find what you love and let it **** you"

Have you ever submitted to something and let it willfully abuse you?

Get lost in the mirror, stare deeply into the depths of those irises, are you the same you?

Do you notice a difference?

If you can't see as clear as day that you grew two,

Hundred feet spiritually and mentally

Then it's time to think critically or rather better yet think simply.

That wasn't the type of love that is true.

I know at times it must seem like you're impossible to love.

Impossible to love even your self so it's improbable you're loved by someone else.

In these moments, in these dark times when love appears impossible remember this,

It is impossible to not find,  a love of life.

Frolic into the dead of the night, leave an imprint within the grass where you laid until you saw the reflection of your eyes in the stars.-

If you can't love yourself surely one could love that.

When the rain pours as if a flood were coming, Sprint into the ocean, splash, laugh, scream, cry, leave nothing inside.

When it's pitch dark and you've wondered a bit too far from home, allow the shine of the moon to guide you.

If you thought no one loves you, remember the moon shines just for you.

I’m reaching out to all with a love of writing poetry to collaborate on a project I’m working on. The more the merrier! All poets will be tasked of telling “A Poetic Tale.” Poets will be given complete creative control on the style of their work so long as it fits in the broad structure of the project. If interested or know of someone who is, contact me and more details will be given! SERIOUSLY THE MORE ARTISTS WE GET THE COOLER THIS WILL BE! YOU DON’T NEED TO FOLLOW ME TO BE INVOLVED JUST MESSAGE ME AND I’LL GIVE YOU THE DETAILS.