Dear God Can you hear me? Do you feel me when I waste these old tears? Do I hurt you when you look at me and find my happiness in eternity? I have so many unanswered questions I've been told nothing but lectures, Because I am slipping into all these shadows that strap me down and keep me from doing anything. I am lost inside this confusion and I'm wishing everything was an illusion, That I should have never dreamed of. Can you feel me grabbing all these old memories that were untold? They all feel useless and cold. Some say that my young days aren't over but I refuse because of the weight on my shoulders.

Fragile Why do you wear a mask when I stare at you? Why do you turn away when I reach inside to comfort you? I can't seem to understand your fragile skin. It turns into bruises when I lay my hand gently on your forehead. I can see the scars that have been given and all the ones you have received. These scars seem similar to the ones that I have seen. It's all over your body and your name. How could I ignore this endless pain, I'll reach once more in this rain. I'll help you heal again even if I have to make amends.

The World Awaits Her There she sits, The whole world breathing in her veins. Sadness is mixed into her beauty and mysterious phases enter her small soul. She feels unknown but I question why her pain wonders? Little by little, Her skin is chipping away. There she sits #lifeless while I glare at her shadow. She needs an answer to make her better. All I can do is write #lifeless letters.

Inside Of #life As every day passes by, I still wonder if I'm alive. There are so many decisions to make and so many thoughts that are getting in my head late. Waking up to so many things, Finding love and the wind. Sometimes I wonder if I've drowned into my sleep. I wonder if I'm going to wake up lonely. Consequence has a rage and happiness has it's days but I'm still learning. Despite all the pain, I'm still learning to crawl and gain. Emptiness has a price, To win this smile you have to fight.

Caged Journal You hide me in a sacred place. Tatted words fill up space on my skin as your pain descends. My lips are sealed with your artistic drawings; They're all written in pen. I feel nothing except silence. Drawn into your heart soul and mind. You label me "journal" But there's something you're trying to find. You peal off the beautiful designs on my skin, Insecurity has no reason. Don't be afraid of me, For I am yours to keep.