“You shined your light on all the things I’ve been trying so hard to hide.”

Let them go or you’ll be drowning in your sorrow and tears you have saved up all these years.

How can this warm heart treat me so cold?

If you are good to me I’ll be even better to you.

When you carve out her heart don’t be surprised if it’s shaped like the moon.

I’ve been living with this fear that if my eyes start to tear, they will be drowning me.

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

I want you to know I won’t let you hold me until you promise me you’ll never let me go.

Lips taste as honey eyes shine like stars hearts filled with fire.

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

Her eyes showed him how old her wild soul is her bright smile showed how young her heart is.

I use ink to bleed and words to heal it’s all I ever need to let my heart feel.

Your eyes looking into mine are like fuel to fire.

I don’t live to love but when I love it is for life.

I can’t find my way back to my heart through all these clouds in my head.

This armor I wear so long gets too heavy. This sword I’m clinging to is burdening. I’m so tired of fighting. I just want peace of mind and a safe place for my heart

Please keep in mind it’s always darkest just before dawn.

I try not to be too hard on myself. My husband reminds me that life is a marathon, not a sprint.

I know the way you can get / When you have not had a drink of Love: / Your face hardens, / Your sweet muscles cramp. / Children become concerned / About a strange look that appears in your eyes / Which even begins to worry your own mirror / And nose.

Leaving was the hardest most liberating act of self preservation and self love I did.

It’s hard to balance everything. It’s always challenging.

How hard it must be to love someone so broken.

If you find it complicated to answer someone’s question, do not answer it, for his container is already full and does not have room for the answer.

I do not have too much sex. I hardly have any sex, O.K.? A lot of people get the wrong perception of me.

I feel like every time I write a song, it feels like the first time I wrote a song. It’s just as hard. It doesn’t get easier, but that’s why I love it: because it’s a challenge every time.