It’s okay to get lost sometimes
Some days one must lose
Themselves in order to
Find who they need to be
“This will not be the last time you place others in danger. It will not get easier. Nor should it.”
One day I’ll understand how sleep works
Because right now my brain keeps moving
And my body aches long into the night
Waiting for you to hold me, just right
Lies leave scars that don’t forget
though we try to forgive
sometimes we fail
more often we fade
Staring death in the face and surviving is tenacity, not luck.
(or does it sound better as)
Never underestimate someone who faced death and survived.
It’s not the shoes
But the feet that
Wear them and
How far they move
“The phrase ‘war game’ is a misnomer, people. We are not here to play games, but hone the art of war. Only those that commit will survive long enough to be where I stand. The rest will be dog tags lost somewhere in vacuum. Dismissed.”
Arguments aren’t, or rather shouldn’t
Be about holding things over one’s head
Like a score-card reprieving pugilists
Or throwing past mistakes as punches
But some days you have to address
The past, the present and the future
And you must acknowledge that we
All have caused scars and bruises
“It’s thousands of hours of practice, soft touch and slow breathing. A ship flies the way the pilot feels. You panic, it tumbles. You stay calm, it flies true. When it flies true, you don’t hesitate. You believe. You will it to happen. You… know.”
Captain America
with the hammer
Or Arya Stark
with the dagger
Speak what you want them to hear. Type what you need to say.
Tell me we will be more
Than dust in the wind
Another finger snap
A last broken gasp
“A rich man’s murder isn’t solved unless someone pays to keep it unsolved.”
I loved silence, until you.
When you’re gone,
I don’t know what to do.
“I have ideas, but they’re all horrible.”
Is this story even
Worth reading
I’m not sure
I keep writing
Even if only I want
To see what
Happens next
It’s not that I lie awake at night
It’s not the distance or time
It’s not burning, broken nerves
It’s not the last time we’ll cry
It’s not like revolutions happen every day.
The thing is that you changed me
Like alchemy or chrysalis
And I don’t know what I am anymore
When you aren’t around
I have no idea what I’m doing.
One day I’ll stop being insecure
Looking over my shoulder
Wondering who is trying to
Sweep you away
Its not healthy
But if you saw you the way
I do
You’d see why everyone
Is a threat
Because you
You change worlds
You changed mine
The impossible thing to
Believe is that maybe
I changed yours too
Take a break every once and a while
Too fast, too soon, ER rooms
The weight will be there when
You’re ready, tomorrow
And again, and again
DON’T LET THE GREEN GRASS FOOL YOU, DON’T LET IT CHANGE YOUR MIND
I’m here I love you
I know it hurts
Just stay with me
One day, it’ll be okay
You’re going to be okay
Not now, but one day
Just hold on baby
As long as you can
Until I hold you again
Still, the climb down seemed longer now.
Same day, more pain
She says she’s sorry
Even though she’s
Who hurts inside
Tell her she’s not alone
Even over the phone
Just share in the hard
Times when its okay
It’s okay, It’s okay
It’s okay to cry