You! The Person Reading This! Please Tell Me One Good Thing That Happened To You Today

you! the person reading this! please tell me one good thing that happened to you today

I am so scared that if I push my parents to accept me they'll stop loving me. So I hide, half in the closet, too scared to slam the door open and start living. My days are filled with many small deaths, and with each one I wonder how many more it will take until I break.

My heart is climbing up my ribs, toward the opening of my throat. It is climbing up to throw itself at your feet to be closer to you, without my bones and flesh in its way. But my throat is to small, or maybe my heart is to big. It is stuck, crying out your name, begging you to hold it, as I try to swallow it back down. It is suffocating me, it will kill me, my heart, but it does not care. It would rather die trying to reach you then live out the rest of its days inside my empty chest knowing it could have gotten closer.

Standing together

Hello friends, welcome to the show,

Grab a seat and let me tell you how this will go,

First, we’ll sit and talk for a little while,

It’ll be light, you’ll laugh whilst I smile,

We’ll have a drink or two,

And play just one game, okay maybe a few,

And then the conversation will get a bit deeper,

As the night goes on, bonds grow steeper,

In this cozy space, we’ll shed more than one tear,

But we’ll find joy in the stories that we hear,

With every word, our hearts intertwine,

Moments created that forever shine,

So lets share our thoughts, dreams and fears,

Because talking is how we get through these years,

With every laugh, and every sigh,

We’ll find comfort and our spirits fly,

In this circle of friends, warm and true,

There’s nothing we can’t face, nothing we can’t do,

With laughter and surprise, our circle expands,

New stories unfold like the shifting sands,

A group of friend with smiles so bright,

Supporting one another through the night,

We share adventures from lands we walk,

And dreams we share as we sit and talk,

Through the highs and lows, we stand as one,

Because we don’t walk away, we’re never done,

We cherish these moments and hold them near,

Because these are the people we hold most dear.

Luminous Scars

How many nights

have you spent without sleep

in the false fervency

of dreams inescapably deep?

What extent of excruciating pain

have you endured

to have finally mastered the art

of sculpting a smile so pure?

How many steps have you taken girl,

and stood up after the worst defeat

to feel nothing with a thorn

stuck in your bleeding feet?

How many rivers have you cried

in numbing silence

to love so unconditionally

against fate, in fearless defiance?

Also the thousands of thoughts about home I'm going to get there. Do I drive? And if so, whats parking going to be like?

Just organized to hand out with a friend, and am now going through the next stage of doing so, which is naturally a crippling fear that they're only hanging out with me out of pity. Good times.