I named this Heart of Fire
felt i had to release all this pent up emotion somehow and writing is fantastic. i haven't written anything in a long time. i need to do this more.


approval,
what is it worth really?
a lightness in your chest,
your step,
breath.
happiness? fulfillment? being whole?
i searched and searched
i grabbed at the first opportunity
otherwise it would pass me by

everyone is just another piece of trash floating downstream
i always say someone's trash is someone else's treasure
but maybe we're all just diamond crusted s**t
the shine can't hide the stench
we all have to face the horrible underneath

but i wonder is that how they really are?
is there ANYONE untouched by reality?
and if i ever may be more than a pretty monster
but everyone's tainted in varying degrees
so i'll reach for the stars, i'll be reborn
bright enough to rule out everything i am and have been
and i promise i'll break the cycle

wasted moments in abundance
i said everything you wanted to hear
in an attempt to bring myself back
but i only wanted distance and you wanted more
no more wasted time.
life is just a series of moments
and i'll be in the business of making moments happen
ready, set, go.

shackled no longer,
my heart has burst with desire to be my own
i have wants and needs, my own things and ONLY mine
and who are you to tell me otherwise?
you've occupied my every sigh
and rented the space in my mind
but you can't pay the price and you never could
i can't live on empty promises
consider this your eviction notice