“And I hope that the love you’re searching for feels like the first ray of sun hitting your face.”

- g.d (the sun)

“I hope to love with the same abundance I choose to read. Endlessly and wildly.”

- g.d

“The sea is only as powerful as you allow it to be.”

- g.d (the sea)

The way my hips sway every time that I walk

The piercing regret that sets in after I talk

When I look in the mirror it’s a monster I see

A monster that looks a whole lot like me
I don’t understand when this girl got so bad

I just wish her eyes in the mirror weren’t so sad

You see, I feel disconnected from the reflection that I own.
No more confidence
Into self-loathe I’ve grown.

r.t.

Blank Canvas.

To her, everything meant something

But she failed to find her own

Meaning

Until she dared to see the roses as flowers

And the stars as

Night

Deciphering symbols and mixed metaphors begging the universe to be her masterpiece

the rain came with floods

and the sun came with droughts

And everything had meaning which meant nothing at all.

The torment of seeing everything as an artist

Would paint the trees red and the sky golden

And the day the facade would fall

Was the day she saw the roses as flowers and the stars as night

No more chipped paint people

No more skies stroked with glory

Just a world

That for the very first time was a blank canvas

She planned to keep

r.t.

It’s shallow
But I’m drowning
In a hate so rooted deep
I’m lost inside reflections
An uphill battle that’s too steep

Taught to battle monsters
I keep fighting them with skill
forgot to warn me that the ones inside
were not okay to kill.

r.t.

An empty love.
Filled to the brim with high hopes.
He’s put his heart in plastic palms
His faith in paper souls
Searching for something real
Deceived by playing roles.
He’d tell her she looks pretty
She’d compliment him back
His breath was empty promises
His heartbeat hollow cracks.

An empty love requited
Better than a full one that is not
He fell for empty promises
Sought out beauty instead of thought
Why must he constantly seek a love
A full one to the brim
Then constantly settle
for an empty love
A love so paper thin.

A petty, plastic, cracked glass love
A hollow, skimpy, half assed love.

He deserved a love so full above
The brim that is unmet.
But settled for the easy love
His broken safety net.

He gave himself away too quick
Spread himself too thin
Looking for love outside himself
Before finding it within.

r.t.