death

I walked by the river today.

It's been several years since I have done so.

You should've been there, love. 

I could hear the birds, and the gentle whispers of the trees.

I felt like I'd found a home. 

I wish you were there with me.

You make everything feel right.

Imagine how the riverside would've been had you been there.

You make it better.

You make everything better.

I know you don't believe that.

It's okay. 

You... you don't have to.

I miss you.

For This You Were Born

You Might Be Scared,
Doubtful
Yet You Are
The Victor
The One Who Will
Make The Change We Need

For This You Were Born:
To Save Lives
Light the Way
Cause a Rippling Effect
Stand Up For The Weak

You May Think We
Don't Have Room For Another Hero
But for Every Hero That We Have
The Better the World Becomes.

You Were Born To Make A Difference,
No Matter How Small it May Seem.
For This You fight:
The Hurting
The Orphans
The Widows
The Sick
The Desperate
The Lost

You Were Born To Save Them

In My Bubble

In my bubble, it's safe.
I live apart from the rest of the world,
So I'm not scared...
Yet.

In my bubble,
Life Seems Normal,
But then I look outside,
and it's not.

In my bubble,
I can be happier,
Yet a Glimpse of the
Outside World
Cases me to Mourn

In My Bubble
I can be innocent...
To the lives outside.

Breathe

It's Time to
Sit Back and
Close Your Eyes.
Stop Making Goals
That You Know
Won't be Achieved.
Close Your Eyes
Take a Breath,
It's Time You
Took Care of
Yourself, and Didn't
Pressure Yourself to
Be More than
You Can Be.

It's Time to
Remember how to 
Breathe In and
Out, Inhale and
Exhale, Feel Alive.
There's so Much 
More than Sitting
Around doing Nothing.

My Precious Darling
Please Remember to
Sit and Breathe
And Enjoy Life.
This isn't Forever,
It's Just for
Now, so Please
Don't be Harsh
and Remember to
Breathe Again.

The Good, The Bad

Sleeping In
What A Horrible Habit
To Fall Into.

Starting a Spanish Diary
What A Brilliant Idea
To Figure this Language Out.

Snapping at People
Why Have I Sunk
To this Miserable Low Place.

Writing More
It's a Small Bit of
Freedom, Yet Not Enough.

Lashing Out
Why Must I Hurt
Instead of Build Up Others.

Drawing Again
To Bring Peace and Control
Back Into My Life.

Hiding Away
I don't like Humans Anymore,
What's Happening to Me.

Reading More
I Forgot What Going On
A Journey In Distant Lands Was Like.

All in all,
I've become a Worse Person
And Yet I've Improved
There is a Positive, Yet
I Fear that the
Negatives Outweigh
The Positives.

So This is a Life

Wake 
Up
Sit
Think
Move
Eat
Drink
Take 
Pill

Go Back
Into The
Bedroom

Pull Out Laptop
Start Typing Out
A Poem, or
Answer a Question

Listen to Music While
Dreaming of Being In
A Louder,  More Vibrant 
World of Hopes And 
Impossible Dreams Becoming Possible.

Finish My School
Lay On My
Bed, and Think
There Must Be 
Something More To
Do Besides Nothing.

Take Another
Pill, Healing
Is Coming.
Write Another 
Line, Freedom 
Is Coming.
Draw Another
Line, Hope
Is Coming.

So
This
Is
Life.
Nothing
To 
Do
But 
Eat, 
Sleep,
Drink,
Take
Medicine, 
Draw,
Write,
Do
School.

I Miss Before.

Hero

They Say
That A
Hero
Wears a Cape
Covers Their
Face

No One
Can Know Who
They Are

But Our Heroes
They Wear No
Cape
They Cover Their
Face

No One
Knows Who
They Are

At the Frontlines
They Fight
For the Elderly
The Young
The Rebel
The Patriot

But No One
Cares to
Know Who
They Are

They Fall
For Them
But No One
Remembers

They Didn't
Want The Sun
To Burn
The Earth
To Turn
Without Giving
Everything
To Save
A Life.

And as this
Goes On...

The World
Will Burn
Without
A
Hero.

What is Air?

I sit by my window.
Look outside.
Hear the birds.
They are free.

What is a song?
Why do they sing?
What do they sing?
Why aren't we free?
Do they sing for us?
Or do they rejoice 
That We Are Gone.

I sit on my bed.
Close my eyes.
Embrace the Dark.
Go into Dreams.

But What is Flight?
And What is Movement?
What is Exercise?
And What is Freedom?

I sit on my porch.
Breathe in.
Breathe Out.
Stand, and Cry Out.

What is Air?
What is Sustenance?
What are the Necessities of life,
If I can't have the touch
Of a Friend?
A Cup of Coffee
Shared While Spilling
The Tea?
This Confinement
Pushes
All The Air Out.