I might be self-absorbed But I’m not selfish I work on Myself Because that’s the best way For Me to help Us
Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God
Do you weigh your existence agains… Do you question whether you should… Do you wonder if you are as useful… Is it just me?
I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.
I celebrate emperfections The imperfect parts of Us That make Us perfect
It’s quite a process To create a person
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test
Embrace the darkness It’s the only way That your light can shine
I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free
I don’t sense much about the futur… I don’t remember a lot about the p… All I know is this blessed presen… A gift that too shall pass
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.