Aristotle believed that one thing was intrinsic to another. And you can’t explain one while disregarding the other. Maybe that’s why you’re the air I need to live. Without you I can’t exist.

- the reason to my rhyme

Don’t let the person that didn’t love you keep you from the one that will.

We are awake, we are connected, we choose love.

Digital Art by @kokeeneva

This mood when I feel my dried tears on my cheeks and I neither want to live nor die.

Every time everything gets better, it gets worse.

Sometimes silence is worse.

I thought I was doing better.

But then there was that one comment.

By a stranger.

And now I’m reliving all the traumatic feelings. The rape. The kidnapping. Everything.

Drowning. Just drowning by myself.

So scared of dying.

I would rather be broken than break someone else…

I hate that I’m always so alone, especially on nights like this where my depression gets the best of me and suddenly I realize how alone I am. I dont have anyone to turn to when this happens, I don’t have people who are actually there for me. No one ever knows what to do and I just feel like even more of a burden. I feel like a burden all the time and I dont know how to reach out to people when I feel like the world is coming down around me and it feels like the only thing that will make it stop is just to stop existing. I dont want to feel alone. I just want to be able to connect to other people without feeling like theres something wrong with me, like I’m broken.

My mental health has never been worse and I’m crying alone at 2am bc I don’t have people there for me and I don’t know how to change that.

Enigma

At times I look at you, and wonder, what are you?

My attempts at defining just what you are has left my usually limber mind stiff with confusion.

I am unable to comprehend your behaviors.

Are they signs?

Or are they ministrations, jests at my heart, amusement at my expense?

I struggle to depict with accuracy your nature.

Are you like wind,

Who flutters by, unable to be held in my hands

Slipping through my fingers

but chilling my soul?

Calm and refreshing on spring-like days

But tempestuous and fearsome in the heat of summer?

Are you like water?

Salvation to my love parched being,

A necessity for survival?

Quick to fill and overtake, fluid and accommodating

But capable of drowning me in infinite darkness.

Are you a flower?

Only blooming sweetly in the sunshine,

Fleeting in affection

But impressionably fragrant beyond the expiration

Of your wilting love?

You scorch me in the sun of your smile, a treat to warm my heart

But I shiver under the luminescent gaze of your stormy eyes.

You are a blanket over me,

Covering me in familiarity

Yet before you I am uncomfortably bare

Naked and unprotected by impulse.

Without control over my own awareness

I cast down the garment of my heart before you.

I am overwhelmed by your power.

I am emboldened by your weaknesses.

Enigma, how the question of your place in my mind and heart plague me.

“When I was a little girl, I thought that love had to be delicate and fragile, similar to a flower. But as I’ve grown older, I’ve realized that love can be different. It can be like a firework, explosive and bright. It can be raw, passionate, wild. Maybe even dangerous or reckless, but you shouldn’t be scared to fall in love. You are made of flesh and bone and muscle, and you are strong enough to handle any type of it.”

“If I’ve learned anything from life, it’s that sometimes, the darkest times can bring us to the brightest places. I’ve learned that the most toxic people can teach us the most important lessons; that our most painful struggles can grant us the most necessary growth; and that the most heartbreaking losses of friendship and love can make room for the most wonderful people. I’ve learned that what seems like the end of the road is actually just the discovery that we are meant to travel down a different path. I’ve learned that no matter how difficult things seem, there is always hope. And I’ve learned that no matter how powerless we feel or how horrible things seem, we can’t give up. We have to keep going. Even when it’s scary, even when all of our strengths seems gone, we have to keep picking ourselves back up and moving forward, because whatever we’re battling in the moment, it will pass, and we will make it through. We’ve made it this far. We can make it through whatever comes next.”

Cut me as you please but know that I learn every time you make me bleed.

Mae, bleed

For as long as I can remember, you have always been by my side, and it scares me to think that you could suddenly disappear.

Mae, fear of losing you

And after all the things that we’ve been through, I’m the girl you chose to let go.

Mae, you let me go

You weren’t exactly gentle with my heart.

Mae, not exactly

I want to save the love we have but in able to do so, I need to save myself first.

Mae, saving us

Tell me, how could I believe in a love that wasn’t even remotely real?

Mae, how

Perhaps, you only saw the way I hurt you and the not the way I hurt myself trying to save you.

Mae, you only saw your pain

Sometimes, one’s best intention is not enough to ease the pain.

Mae, ain’t enough

Dear You,

There’s no point staying where your hungry heart has nothing to eat.

Love, Me

Mae, just go