Yes, I am fine. Why do you ask? No I don’t have this. No I don’t need that.

No, I don’t need anyone else. I’m just fine walking in the snow alone. Under a grey blanketed sky that keeps me cold. Who doesn’t love the winter without their coat?

I don’t need my will to go on. Who needs a purpose when I lack hope? I really don’t need a love, a place, or a song. Who can hear my voice with no microphone on?

Yes, this smile is real. This line of paint on my face isn’t fake. This mask I wear doesn’t mean I’m afraid. My hands are shaking? I just can’t wait!

No, I promise I’m fine. I haven’t slept in weeks, but thats fine I lost count of sheep, but thats fine Y’all can’t hear me weep, so it is fine

Really, I’m okay. My phone is dry and I lost track of time. I feel so high with no one to call my line. No need to hide cause who do I hide from??

Yes, I’m fine. No, I promise I’m fine. Really, I’m okay. I am fine.

My Grandma always told me… Don’t fall in line with everyone else They wear a blindfold woven by seven Their feet on another, but they feed themselves

Don’t lose grip of your golden heart As you grow the world steals that gift Adults are made of a fool’s dream Place yourself where you alone may shift

Find a love with your perspective Find a hand that calls to yours And never leaves you to yourself A hand that connects like a mellowy smore

My Grandma always told me… Love your brothers and sisters in the world Do not judge, for they know not what they do Made in God’s loving image, demons hunt for you

Actions produced by my heart of stone Cutting the thread of my salvation Golden light in the sky my shadow lingers Fall to my bruised knees at your holy throne

Blood caked on the ground of my skin A blood that isn’t mine to pay for my sins The spear once in you, pierces my demons, but why do I keep letting more in?

I claim a title that many others claim Changed my course to pursue your golden name How could a tree that reaches for your heavens, produce rotten fruit to keep me from grace?

_Yet you _wash my feet in your final days Yet you gift me a purpose that others dream of Yet you cure my solitude with a loyal dove Yet you give me strength from the world above

You give me strength when the voices come You heal my heart while I’m undeserving of love You call out my name when I run from yours You wait outside my room when I closed the door

You’ve paid a price that I could never pay You’ve kept me dry under the pouring rain I hurt you over and over again. Every day… Yet… you still love me… all the same…

Your vans carry more miles than most Rocky paths didn’t hinder your walk A message behind each lace you tied A story so clear theres no need to talk

Joy filled days in perfectly set sun rays Are a given due to the creases and damage The hue of a muddy field settled on your wear On what was once a fresh and clear canvas

I can tell you are one of the runners A jaw left open, closed by a grey sticky fix Dirt crusted laces that hold to your foot real tight In the danger of being tagged, they hold for dear life

Your reminder of these good days are on your feet Fuzzy yellow bees and fluffy blades of grass, always find a way to lift the lows and keep me pleased Just don’t forget to double knot the laces.

If silence had a scent It would smell like the air after it rains Hidden from the mess of that time Weightless and so divine

If silence had a scent It would smell like embers poisoned by decay The smoke lets you know its goodbye Then travels home in the sky

If silence had a scent It would smell like a flower revealing its beauty A sensation that sets the course of your heart Widen iris from the queen of your charge

If silence had a scent It would smell like linen sheets in a busy building Jeweled emotion meet the tiles you walked on Meeting your father and all your worriers are gone

When I died, my shadow decided they would take over Forgiveness fled the scene, Love left the room Warm coated memories sink beneath the flood River lost the rapids and turned to blood

A door mat, a place to plant your boot I’m not on that floor anymore Show my teeth without a smile Claw my way out of your filthy pile

You can’t use me like you did Dusk lit by flames in my soul Freeze my woe, a heart so cold Turn my back on the crying kid

The fog lifted to reveal a path of reckoning Lonely ember inside this hole Lay my body down in the creek Wash away my red stained clothes

Can you hear me father? I call out your name to the sky My heart yearns for your grace My skin is sinned laced

Can you hear me father? Soul hidden beneath the crimson shell My passport has been filled by my actions Love filled blood paid my pass from hell

Can you hear me father? I don’t own the wheel to my own suit Walls tumble from decietful eyes Lose my throne from whispered lies

Can you hear me Father? I call for your mercy Cauterize my chains with your light Soul of grace craddled by night

Can you hear me Father? Lay dusk to rest Your blade rises over my skin Cut me free from the liars sin

Hope is a bridge between despair and joy Without one, the bridge wouldn’t exist Its a bendy path, covered by mist Hope is a lantern, hold it high

Light wouldn’t exist without the dark And life wouldn’t been seen without light Rainy days reminds us not to take things for granted No umbrella can save you

Some flowers don’t wait to bloom Their colors show at all times But, they never take for granted their photons Even as the sun loses grip, they hold on

Yin and yang Hope is the only path to take Mind polished by sun rays Play in the puddles when it rains

Autumn’s celebration festival Crowds of vivid souls and cozy battered scents I see your eyes, glistening like the past My heart stops in it’s tracks

You come to say “hi” carrying a hand 3 years apart and you moved on I’m stuck where we left off I’m stuck on the same song

You introduce me as a old friend Is that true to you? Friends don’t let lips greet each other Friends don’t make my heart overencumbered

Does he know? We once traded names The same week, soft pillows and clouds we laid Wearing sweat like jewlery from our charade

Does he know? My soul trying to leave my flesh Just to feel what was left In your heart

Does he know? The thoughts of you never slowed Memories so warm yet haunt my bones My blood doesn’t know where to go

He doesn’t know… Cover us up like the face you wear Hide our past like it changes it I can’t hide a mountain that I bear

Distracted by my mind You start to leave My heart falls to its knees Another hole, put in me

I want to say I love you still My heart is screaming, but my mouth won’t move I see your smile, that was mine to lose But for him, its his world

I know you’re in good hands Mine still shake from wanting to hold yours Its okay to see your heart is whole While mine is torn

Once last look as you leave my sight My eyes flooded by what I miss But if you’re happy, I’m happy But, I missed my star to wish that it was different

Diamond in the rough Needs a stage to shine Hidden elegancy Like kisses to the eyes

Persistent pressure I know its hard to take Carbon hardened beauty Discovery’s chance unmeasured

Diamond in the rough Like gleams with stars below the surface Mud swept skin and vile pillows Yet you take my attention’s day

Worth more than any house More than any offer you find A sight not created by human hands God’s crafted gift he gad in mind

You say you don’t belong there That may be true But that pressure made you a diamond Take your growth, pride to lose