I stopped asking questions when I realized all the answers were disappointing.

The world should be grateful that her fangs are too small for all the venom she possesses.

The world is a costume party. Only the brave will remove their mask.

I can't be your knight in shining armor, but I'll burn the world to the ground to see the fire in your eyes.

While some will look for the rainbow after the rain, others are waiting for the next storm.

Some chose to fight their battles alone to avoid friendly fire and unnecessary casualties.

Heaven is what you create. Hell is what you carry with you.

The worst thing about adulthood is missing a time and place that no longer exists.

She has to be real. I could never dream of someone so beautiful.

A storm has two purposes. To destroy what is weak and reveal what is strong.

Why are we living for tomorrow when life is here today?

Profound thoughts translated as incoherent ramblings

I'm a ghost without a graveyard A sky without a star An empty heart without a beat A soul full of scars I'm the road no one travels The path no one sees Exiled into my own world A locked door with no keys

Freewill isn't chaos, it's a choice. Use it or remain enslaved.

If only I could embrace you the way the moon does every night.

Don't let your own darkness steal your sunshine.

A lifetime of sobriety has cursed me with a photographic memory. There are so many pictures I just want to burn.

The broken gives themselves away one piece at a time.

Because she makes me smile for absolutely no reason.

My angel dances with the devil and always takes the lead.

If I'm not overthinking, then I'm not thinking at all.

So beautifully broken. Her heart is a mosaic masterpiece.

I don't think we were ever strangers, and l hope we never are.

The heart belongs to gravity. Always falling until it crashes and burns.

My mind is full of fragmented dreams and pieces of poetry.

Life is a slow bleed. We die a little more every day and not even notice.

Take her heart, take her soul, but never take her smile.

We've learned to suffer in secrecy. Turning screams into silence, like a tragic art form.

I've tried forgiveness. I've tried vindictiveness. It feels the same to me.

She's the only star in my sky.