There is peace Eyes are touching the sky Creation has begun Tears of feeling A life

jet black messy hair punk style drug addict aiden

pristine braided hair preppy style acedemically focused me

if I chose cute drugs my mother would scold me my father would ground me they both would cry

but my heart flutters every time I see him

if I chose academics my mother would praise me my father would award me they both would smile

but my heart flutters every time I see him

Whenever I feel the autumn breeze, your face comes to my mind. Your face always so cheerful, calm, and kind. I know I have to keep focused, always facing forward and keep my head on strong. However, whenever the thought of you comes up in my mind, I begin to spiral on down the path of regret. I always think back to that summer sunset, the last time our voices intertwined. Spouting countless words back and fourth, having endless conversations. But, I now realize that you’ve gone far away from my grasp. I just had to get all the feelings off my chest even though I know it’s too late. I hope your happy with the person that you’ve found true love with today. Just know that I still and have always loved you.

Sometimes, the heart tells you what you want to hear. It tells you are in love, it hides the truth.

The truth is unseemly and swept under the rug.

Your heart tells you, it’ll be okay.

It masks the authenticity that is relied on so often.

It fights and fights with your head, why do I think like this when I know in my heart it is true?

The head, it tells you what you need to know. Some are lucky, some not so much.

The lucky ones will realise eventually that sometimes it’s best to listen to your head and not your heart.

For you see, the real truth is found both in the head and your heart.

If your heart sings and your mind is quiet, that is when you know that it is right.

What will it be?

Will you just let it be and continue when you know it just isn’t right or will you allow your mind and your heart to be truly free?

If I follow my heart like the storybooks’ show If I endulge in a love that makes my soul glow But is not an attraction I thought I would know Will it fade to fast, melting quickly like snow?

What I feel is lighting my life up like magic But if temporary then the fall will be tragic Body pulled to yours from a force that’s magnetic But is it just lust for desired aesthetic?

If I listen to the nagging buried in my head That keeps me awake at night, stressing in bed That tells me you’re simply too good to be real Then maybe in the long run much better I’ll feel

Because science is one way to keeping protected Away from the risks of getting romantically invested You make me feel things….but that comes with a danger Maybe It would be better to just marry a stranger

I could jump in and with a running start But that would mean putting at risk my own heart A moment’s desire could end brutal and fatal Sometimes I wish I was more mentally stable

You are my now But my future is dim Will you be there or are you a mere whim? I know you want more and I do want forever My anxiety lessens when we are together

It’s when I am lonely that the worries come out Scream into the darkness when shadowed with doubt Overwhelming my mind and harming what we’ve got You say live in the present but I simply cannot

Mark the choice for me Kiss me in the black If I say no pin me down on my back If I like it we’re good If I hate it it’s bye But I guess that I can never know until I try

Walking down the path of life I come to a fork in the trail My heart says one way My head says the other A test I was destined to fail Rather than choose I straddle the two One mistake after another

My heart yearns to be free; To run away to distant lands Filled with flowers and beauty unmatched, But my head stops my dreaming.

I cannot run to peace; I must stay here and learn to work. Everyday I’ll live in a cycle Of sadness and despair.

Will I follow my heart to joy? Or will I be forced to follow my head To a life not wanted?

“It’s your choice,” she said. One says to leave, The other tells me to stay. One says to experience the aspects of the high climb, While the other says to lay low, and go through the caves.

This side tells me to sleep, And the other says to eat. To go through the high trees, With the wind blowing in the breeze, Or to float in the ocean, With your plugged ears.

“It’s your choice,” she said.

I’m in love

My mother says it’s not real

That I’m too young

Maybe she’s right

But I know she’s wrong when I’m with them

The way they make me feel

Feeling their pain when their hurting

The warmth of them wiping away my tears

Knowing their disappointment when they see

marks on my wrists

Begging them to run far away with me

Them enjoying my oddities

And me enjoying theirs

My mother gives me the ultimatum

Joy or responsibility

My head tells me responsibility trumps all

And that I’ll do fine on my own

But my heart wants to run and feel fresh air

Filling my lungs with joy

Be held when I need it

Feel their fingers intertwined with mine

Feel their hands meet my waist

And let go of everything else

I choose to breathe

Your heart beats true even when your mind is being cruel . You can never go wrong following what you feel because you are following in other words ; you .you’ll never hear me say take the easy route but in this case take the easy route. Just when in doubt follow what makes you happy although it may seem illogical this life is meant to be experienced not seen as a problem meant to be solved .