LOVE

Love is...
being there for someone
unconditionally
Love is...
treating and caring for that other
as you would want to be treated and cared for.
Love is...
sticking up for each other and doing things
that might disadvantage you, but not that other person
Love is...
the most wonderful thing
and feeling in the
whole wide world
and universe
Love is...
necessary for life
Love is...
everywhere
Love is...
all there is
and all there has to be.
Love is...
all that matters.

Temporary happiness.

I have worn this mask for so long
It has become a part of me
The mask is slowly fading
transforming into
me

It doesn't hurt anymore
I am used to it
It IS me
we are one

In the beginning
I was so happy
with my mask
It turned me into everything
I wanted to be
But on the longer term
I'm kind of disappointed
I'm not that happy after all

I started wondering
Should I take it off?
Should I take it off
and put on a brand new one?

I knew it would hurt
But still I did it
Slowly I took off my mask
I washed away everything
I had ever been
I thanked my mask
for everything it had done for ne.
I gave it one more look
then threw it away

I am no longer satisfied
with temporary happiness.

Vicious circle.

The questions keeps
repeating itself
Why?
Why you?
Why me?
Why are you doing
this
to me?

With one bite
you eat away
the little self confidence
I had left
and turn it into
zero confidence

I know
I'm not the me
you wanted me to be
but I've grown up now
you can't knead me
into the person
you want me to be

You want me to change
But I don't see why.
I'm not ashamed of myself
I'm proud of who I am
But you make me think
something is wrong
and that I should be
ashamed of me.

You have been in my shoes
You have been there
Maybe that's even the worst part
you know what it is
you know what it feels like
but still
you're afraid to change
you're afraid of what might come
so you just keep repeating
this vicious circle
no matter how much pain
it brings along.
Why does such a good friend
have to be
my worst enemy?

Black hole.

Further and further
I crawl
into my hole
my black hole
it's dark in there
but nice
it comforts me

The darker it gets
The more I can see
The darker it gets
The clearer things become

I crawl up
smaller and smaller
yet at the same time
I'm growing
bigger and bigger

My dark hole
is invisible for others
They laugh
when i tell them about it
because they can't see it
so it doesn't exist to them

But I slide in further
I crawl closer
to the wall
I close my eyes
and visualise
my true me
my true life

it's dark in there
and with my eyes closed
it's even darker
but the longer I keep my eyes closed;
the more I get to see of me.

Breathe.

The more I want
The more chances
That I fail
The less I want
The less I get disappointed in myself
I want so much
Too much
I want it badly
Chances that I fail are big
Chances that I end up crying
are big
The less expectations I have
Less chances that I end up sad
Too many things
matter to me
I've set too many goals
It's okay to be ambitious
But being realistic
is evenly important

Nothing in life matters
Except for living your life
The best way you can imagine
Accept life the way it comes
Don't fight against it
Trust
that we are exactly where we're meant to be
The ultimate goal
is to reach
ultimate happiness
Reach that goal
By learning
Learning from every mistake
time after time
Lifetime after lifetime.

Analyse every situation
Don't get fed up with life
Because it's "unfair"
Look through that ugly
outer layer
and find the lesson within
Learn it
and you'll be happier
than before.

Still
don't expect too much
don't want too much
Realize in time

All you got to do
is breathe.