“From the dark depths of my soul came an intense passion for prose.”

I refuse to be strong for them, for I’m allowing myself to embrace my weak.

Beauty now lies behind some of the deepest of scars where pain once called home.

There is magic in shattering, for the most beautiful masterpieces are made from broken glass.

They ask me what it is to be a woman, as if I have to explain what it is to be a human.

I’ve seen far too many people lose their chance, waiting for others to catch up.

Never allow for temporary thoughts take over the permanence of your heart.

Alas, we found ourselves living in a broken world with sad souls but happy masks.

Those who try to break you, come shattered themselves.

She deserved her skies of rainbows, after the many storms her mind endured.

And suddenly days slowed down when I didn’t have you by me.

I’m simply a wildflower unaware of where I’ve come from, but allow me some sun and rain and see me bloom.

My love, we walk amongst a crowd of lonely hearts.

Don’t worry about me for a queen not needs a king to rule.

You were always only ever meant to be just you, not what you think they wanted to have made of you.

I drown amongst those pretending to save me.

Fireworks feel different when the fire lives within.

She bloomed from the depths of darkness through the cracks she was brought to life by the sun.

He didn’t appreciate my light until he knew how dark it can get after the sun has set.

I am trying to find a way through this dark forest.

Seek you in me in your darkest times.

Sky; a map of constellations intertwined with dark and light.

The prettiest girls shine brightest in the dark.

The dark is what makes the dawn breathtaking.

I did everything I could to drag you into the light and you left me behind with nothing but darkness.