The Impossibility Of A Normal Day

I think there are two things everyone has, the one is The Great Sadness and the other is How Weird I Really Am. I think everyone has them but only some of us are brave enough to talk about them.

I don't know if I'm brave but I do know that sometimes I'm sad and sometimes, I worry about how weird I really am and if you do too, that's ok.

We'll both be ok. We'll both be weird and sad and ok together.

The Safety Of Death

Death isn't when your heart stops.

Death is when you give up who you could be for the safety of who you are.

The Truth Is It's Just Something To Hold

I need you to hold this bell. I need you to hold it and think of me. I want your hand to shake, because you're thinking of me so hard. Then I want you to give it to me so I can keep it.

I want to be able to hold it, whenever I'm alone, and remember what it feels like when you're thinking of me too.

The Secret Zodiac

The stars that guide you might be too far away to ever see. 

Maybe there's some bright, secret sunlight somewhere in the universe, that really knows you, understands you, and knows what's going on. 

The Sharpening Of Nerves

"Why can't I turn this off? No one else seems to feel this the way I do."

"Because you, and others like you, are the nerve endings of the world. You need to be the ones who say 'Ow!' when the world cuts itself, so that they don't do it again. Others are the skin on the bottom of the feet, some are hands but you and others like you, you are the heart and the never endings that must feel everything that can be felt. I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I just wanted to know."

The Shedding Of Skin

If you're not who you used to be, you still have time to become who you could be.

The Reading Of Words