“I do not trust anyone who hides in the light and denies darkness exists.”

I’m a tangled mess of wild and I don’t want to be unraveled. I like me this way.

He wasn’t like a moth attracted to her flame. He was like a vampire in love with her eternal darkness.

My eyes saw you, but damn, did my soul feel you.

We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.

I am inspired by many, but am in competition with only myself.

Sometimes she’s the gentle rain caressing you softly. Sometimes she’s the hurricane loving you madly.

Your darkness is hauntingly beautiful. Mesmerizing.

While you were busy working on your ego, she was busy working on her soul.

Don’t compare her to sunshine and roses when she’s clearly orchids and moonlight.

I have wolf blood and wolf bones. Don’t expect me to graze with sheep.

When the world is too much create your own. I do it every day.

Meet me under the moon so we can chase stars together.

Still refining, staying wild, always growing and evolving

My soul and the moon are night time lovers.

She has the intuition of an angel and fire like a dragon.

Don’t try taming me, I’ll end up growing spikes on my wings and fangs in my mouth.

Love is my religion and let it use me to be the light on the darkest of nights.

I found my words when I left you. Maybe the dark was worth the light.

The sun doesn’t abandon the moon to darkness.

If you yourself shine, what is darkness to you?

Hope isn’t about pretending that dark times don’t exist, its all about believing that darkness will not forever.

She was fearless, she loved her darkness and basked in her light.

Know that in your darkness, there is light beaming beneath the door. Giving you hope for what’s on the other side.

I deleted my words that had your darkness, instead my words with colors of power.