theFlawedFox

"What a beautiful creature you are. So full of life and love and spirit. I can see the universe twinkle in your smile, And the sun itself shine through your eyes. So that night I held you, And you crumbled like a supernova, Because all the wonders of life were lost on you, And the weight of the world was too much for you to hold. The feeling of your body shaking, And the earthquakes in your voice, Were the saddest things I've ever known."

"It is not easy to be gentle. It is not easy to be soft. This world is harsh, And cruel, And cold. And it is not easy to be warm. I would know. I have been harsh, And cruel, And cold. I have slept with wolves and screamed at the glittering abyss above. I have spat venom at my friends, I have strung together sonnets of swords and pointed them at my beloved, I have looked with empty eyes upon my family. And it was easy. Almost effortless. But I have learned that you will get farther, If you crush your heart of stone, And melt in the golden glow of the sun. And learn. To be gentle, And soft, And warm. Learn that there is more to life t

I cannot give you the world. The mountains do not bow before me, The oceans will not rise at my command, I cannot bend forests to my will or flood the deserts with fury. But, I can take you to the galaxies. We can swim through the nebulas, And burn brighter than supernovas. We can command the glowing giants and the shimmering dwarfs of the heavens. I cannot give you the world. The wonders of this world do not belong to me. But I can give you the stars.

They say home is where your heart lies. It is not a house, But a person. People. But what do you do when you do not have a person, You don't have people to go to. What do you do when you've burnt all your bridges, And ripped your mind to shreds. What has your heart left to do, Except beat feebly in its cage of bone. I supposed it then that you realize, That you may have a house, But you don't have a home.

I want you to be happy, Even if that means I'm not. I want you to live the life you've imagined, Even if I'm not a part of it. I want you to have the world, Even if your world, does not include me.

Do not judge me for my crimes. Do not shun me for my sins. And do not take my punishment into your own hands. When a person admits they're guilty, Why does the rest of the world decide they're all innocent? The sum of my mistakes, May add up to a heavy number, And I assure you, That number will never be easy to carry. But you have a number too my dear friend, And don't you dare think it burdens you less than mine burdens me. Do not decide that I am a greater sinner than you. Do not decide that I have gotten away from my wrongdoings unscathed. Because I assure you, I do not need you to punish me for my sins, Because when I see everyone I

Do you ever feel Like just another pretty face, But not the prettiest. Another nice voice in the choir, But not the best. Someone people always share their secrets with, But never the first to know. Gifted, But not with much. Do you ever feel Like you're always giving your best, But it is never. Quite. Enough.

I lay in my bed, Staring at the ceiling in the dark. Though the night is warm, My heart is cold. I still feel you lying there next to me, I still feel your lips against my neck, I still feel your looming presence behind me wherever I go. No matter what I do, No matter where I go, No matter who I become, Your ghost follows me. Your memory haunts me like an echo in the dark, Barely there, But ever-present. I know you're not there. You chose to leave me in the past, To add my name to the list of hearts you've broken. You wouldn't stay with me. And now you won't leave me alone.