I
You once told me you didn't believe in coincidences
But how else do you explain us meeting
In a city far away from home.
-FateII
And I wonder if finding friends among the dying
Is healthy for a girl who once wanted to die
-RecoveryIII
Your eyes reflect the fire beneath my chest
Every time you look at me.
Flames lick across rib cage bone, igniting the
cracks left behind by
Past phantom fingers trying to reach for dampen wood
stop the fire from an uncontrollable swallow because there was fear
In their palms
She is too much of everything
But your fingertips are calloused- numb against the burnVI
Who am I supposed to be when you aren't with me
I only know how to exist in your presence.
How terrifying it must be to have that kind of powerV
The same memory floods my thoughts when I'm
With you: the first time you kissed me with so much
Conviction, I loved me too.
-The First TimeVI
I never thought I'd forget about him
Until I met You
-Moving OnVII
I've collected pieces of you in Glass jars
And I wait for the day fireflies are bornVIII
The love i have for you is only a distraction to
The fact that I cannot love myself.
- Self-esteem
IX
Fire seeps through your teeth every time you speak.
X
We are trying to mold our fingers together-
bone seeping into bone
Just to remember who we were YesterdayXI
I still find your eyes haunting my sleep
XII
The Problem isn't that I'm not enough.
It's that too many people have put me down for
Being too much.
-ConformityXIII
After a night of killing myself and suffocating
I wake up to the sun and breathe.
-Hope
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Transcendence
PoetryI never thought to know what Transcendent meant until I met you. And you, my love, are my favorite definition.