keeping it safe,

isn’t really protecting it.

truthfully,

you are only hurting yourself.

fall madly,

and trust someone will

be standing at the bottom,

ready to catch all of your soul.

you must

tell your story.

the universe

deserves

to hear

your magic.

she was so

envious

of the sea,

how it roared

so wildly.

so free.

- untamed

she

is

proof

peace

can come

from madness.

- serenity

i hated myself so much,

i chased anything that

would get me the slightest

bit of attention,

often finding myself in

the wrong arms,

the wrong beds,

wondering why i was

never good enough for these men.

years passed by living this way,

until i finally woke up in

my own company,

and realized this was

all i really needed.

the softness you

carry around with

you is stunning.

please never

take it off.

we’re all struggling,

fighting our own

battles within,

and doing what we

need to survive.

be kind to one another;
it is the only thing we can

do to help ease the pain

of this unkind world.

there’s a beauty

in being lost.

there’s a beauty

in being unfound.

we fall.

we break.

we fail.

but then,

we rise.

we heal.

we overcome.

even when you’re

not at your best,

the right person will

stand with you.

they will accept

your flaws and

appreciate their

beauty by painting

them on the walls.

the right person will not

give up when things get hard.

they will fight even harder.

they will put in the work,

the effort.

they will never make you feel

as if you are not good enough.

and if they do

not do these things,

well then maybe they’re

not the person you

thought they are.

the sun never

forgets me.

even when

i have lost

myself.

this,

is the beginning

of loving yourself.

welcome home.

unravel.

into something greater

than before.

unravel.

into something stronger

than you’ve ever been.

when they stop

bringing you

happiness-

that is when

you should

walk away.

love runs

through

my veins.

i am made of it.

your kind touch,

and gentle soul;

it’s what got

you here.

be thankful for

carrying the world

in your heart.

i will make these

words dance

until they find

their way back

to you.

the truth is:

some people are not

meant to be forgotten.

some pains are

not meant to heal.

some loves are

not meant to be lost.

take the weight of

the world off your

wings darling.

and fly far,

far away from here.

we’re always told

there’s a romanticism in

holding on to toxic love,

and never letting it go.

even when it is tearing us

apart from the cells of our jaw.

so we cling and grasp onto

these relationships until we’re

hanging on to nothing

but a dwindling thread.

they’ve convinced us

fighting makes us strong,

and it will all be worth

it in the end.

but this is the furthest

from the truth.

love does not involve killing