EstellaI had a girl once,before she died.she was pale and thinand sunken-eyedwith thin white lipsand raven hairand anger hiddenin her amber stare.She came to mewhen I was alonewith heartache riddled,mind of stoneshe played to meher desperate songsand kept me aliveall winter long.And through it all,though she tore at me,there was nowhere elseI hoped to be...She was an orphanof wide-open spaceschild of bookshelvesmy empty placesI granted her solacehere in my heartalthough life had begunto wrench it apartShe played to my torment,self-created anguishthe parts of my bodybeginning to languishand I kept her there safein my haze of regretthe sole consolationI could hope to getAnd she kept me alive,but she kept me asleep,down under the raftersmy sorrow so deep.And still over time,I began to rebelI began to see real lifenot as living hellbut she sulked in my cornersstared storm clouds at me"We're worthless," she said,"And it's all we will be.
beauty is a state of mindforgiveness is thescent the violet leaveson the foot that stomped it;I am beautiful in remembrance:I am beautiful in a body two sizes too large, in eyes dilated with questions (eyesyou cannot name; gray like the ocean, blue like the heart, green like the fever dream I cannot wake from) I am the hair of a lion, a wild thing, ignition upon tempted glance. I am the skinyou cannot name, always fleeting; the chameleon you always see but never truly take in. and I know a boy carved of ivory silence, &
Broken momentsSitting beside the windowTwisting a strand of hairThinking of those broken momentsWhich no magic can repairIt seems like just nowYou whispered something about loveIt took me to up to the skyAmong singing and dancing dovesOh how can I forgetThat smile, that blushWhich only and only your voice could bringNo matter I was in what rushBut then fate came inTore me from withinSmashed and thrashed the dying meAnd left no way for light to come inI should have knownHappiness isn’t for meI never get what I long forNo matter how much I pleaSo now I have to move onOr at least I would tryBecause this world never bears a weaklingJust leaves it to die.
fearthere are those who fear death,there are those who fear life,but fear neither of those,and you can feel alive...