Thursday, November 23, 2017

The Way Strangers Laugh

People laugh faster than you.

They laugh without thinking about it and they seem easier in themselves, like they were poured into their skin.

Not like you.

You feel like you're borrowing your skin, waiting for the owner to show up at a party, remember he lent it to you, and ask for it back. 

Sometimes, you look at the stars in the sky like they might be home.

And you try and find yourself in every puddle that you cross in the street.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

The Story Of Everything Starts In All Of Us

Maybe the world isn’t all good, but if you hold my hand, I can prove to you that it’s not all bad either.

There is good love in the hearts of a few, and a few is all you need.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

The Truth Is A Medicine

Hate is the only illness you can choose to get better from.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

The Waste Of A Good Heart

Who are you still competing with in your good heart, and will you really waste your last words on your deathbed to say, "Do you see? I won."