Tied to so many people
so tightly
without really knowing
the quality of the rope.

Things I Need to Tell Myself

It is okay to be alone

and it’s okay if you can’t love everybody

It is absolutely okay if you feel sad

or angry

and it is alright if sometimes

life seems unfair.

It is okay to feel lonely

when you sit by yourself

and wish there was someone by your side

and there is nothing wrong if you can’t do

every damn thing you decide.

It is okay to be stupid sometimes

and make a really bad joke

it is okay if you can’t say every little thing

with a voice that isn’t broke.

It is okay if your shoulders slump

on a day you feel too low

and don’t worry so much about tiny

or big things

or if sometimes you don’t like the flow.

It is okay because you’re still awesome

and you will eventually get up and shine

but it is also okay to let go of things

and just rest for a little while.

I have felt anger in its cruelest form
and sometimes its way more right
than wrong.

If I needed to be saved

I would have cried for help.

If I needed to be loved

I wouldn't have let you go.

If I needed to feel complete

I’d never draw half a picture.

If I needed for you to hear my voice

I would have sung my song.

If I needed for you to fall in love

with me

Maybe you would have.

But I don’t,

I don’t,

I just don’t want to.

I Love 4 o Clock in the Morning

I love 4 o clock in the morning

when I can sit in the dark

and write on a piece of paper

with a pen I can hold but not see

and scribble words

without thinking too much.

I love 4 o clock in the morning

when it is so quiet and empty

that it's possible to smell the ink of my pen

and hear the sound of my handwriting

and see the outline of the paper

through my fingers.

I love 4 o clock in the morning

when a thought that had been

sitting in a corner all day

can finally come to light

in the dark.

I love 4 o clock in the morning

it’s the most beautiful hour

when you talk only to people

who matter

and when you think of things

that are most important to you.

I love 4 o clock in the morning

because though technically you’ll say

that it’s morning

and a new day is beginning

For me, it's just the calm peaceful end

to a day full of chaos.

I just love 4 o clock in the morning.

P.s- as a rule, anybody who writes should ALWAYS keep a pen and paper by the bedside. 

:)

An Ode to a Balloon

I wonder how it must feel

to be so colorful and bright

And yet still be

so empty inside.

You laugh as you pass

jumping through the air

from one hand to the other

and yet not belonging anywhere.

And even at night

as you stand by the corner

I can still sit

and look at you

as you dance

to the music of the fan

and it makes me smile

wondering

whether I ever dance

to the music of my life.

And balloon, you make me realize

how important it is

to have a good time

because as long as you’re

colorful and bright

nobody cares

if you’re empty inside.

:)

Wrote this last night-

Its 3 am

And I’m thinking

That there could be so many people out there

who have someone to share their lives with

someone to talk to

and I can’t help but wonder

why no one wants to talk to me.

                                 

And more thoughts come

As sleep refuses to provide any peace

And before anything breaks deep inside

I just leave it at that.

Its 3:12 now

I still can’t sleep.

Now I’m thinking about

What life would be like

To float around in different cities

Drawing faces that touch my heart

And writing poetry

That will hopefully touch their heart

And the thought brings a smile to my face

Because I know

Someday I’ll do

Everything

I've always wanted to.