“I’ve been trying to put the pieces of my puzzle back together but my hands are far too shaky to put my life in order.”

The moon screams, “You’re running out of time,” But perhaps tomorrow is only A new beginning.

Maybe our story didn’t end the way we planned but, Neither did the beginning. Regardless, our story will remain as one of my fondest memories.

I’ve grown tired of playing the warrior In the battle between me And my demons.

It breaks my heart in half watching your spirit fall. So when the light is fading, can I be the one you call?

I truly believe that we amount to what we contribute to the world, But lately, everyone seems more concerned with taking.

I’m a little bit different And I can’t always admit it, But honestly I’m okay With sticking out. I might do things backwards – Without getting the facts first, But I need you to love me without a doubt.

You plant flowers In the darkest parts Of me, and then you bathe me in your light. Thank you for Helping me grow.

Follow the path that forces your soul to glow and your heart to shine through your eyes.

You can’t keep living backwards – Reminiscing on what was, And terrified to pursue What could be.

I’ve been scratching at the surface trying to escape the darkness that calls me from below.

I threw up all my feelings for you – I couldn’t keep them down any longer; You taste like lies And it makes me sick.

You have the heart of a supernova the fire burns with such impenetrable heat, and don’t you ever let anyone try to extinguish the inferno you carry inside.

The most important thing Is to get those words out you can fuss about Then re-write later.

There’s no room for doubts when you have dreams as big as yours.

I remain busy constantly on the move, For I just don’t like how I feel when I’m standing still.

Sometimes you have to chop off the dead ends so that you can continue To grow in a healthy direction.

The only thing we really have to work at in this life is how to manifest love.

At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.

Happiness depends more on how life strikes you than on what happens.

I like exploring life and its complexities.

It is not the mere station of life that stamps the value on us, but the manner in which we act our part.

A miracle is a shift in perception. The moment that we choose to perceive our life with love, we can create miraculous change.

Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.

The partition separating life from death is so tenuous. The unbelievable fragility of our organism suggests a vision on a screen: a kind of mist condenses itself into a human shape, lasts a moment and scatters.