Emptiness is what I love the most

Emptiness of heart
Emptiness of feelings

Because I am tired of
Bearing everything

Want to be light

We have a lot of time in this life to think.
What we don't have however, is time to
Dance
Sing
Laugh
Hug
Explore
And create
So let's spend our time doing that.
And let's think about it later.
Let's create while the paint is wet and dance while the music is good.
We can think some other time.

I build things up in my head, I create alternate universes for alternate versions of myself. I sprinkle charm and madness into every crack and wait for flowers to spring up. I dissolution myself into tiny pieces, and then, when no one is looking, I release a breath of air... And send those pieces flying into the void

I know that 'right now' doesn't
feel right.
I know that everything
feels too big or too tight.
But
we are still growing,
still adjusting,
still
learning to breathe.
I know that one day
it will get better.
Because I have seen happy moments take flight
and fill up an entire sky.
We will continue, we will fail, and we will become.
I hold these truths to be self evident.
We measure life in birthdays and weddings and
milestones.
We fill the spaces with car rides, and coffee cups and
stolen kisses.
We keep chasing, we keep searching, we keep becoming.

There is a bookcase
Full of stories
She never read.
There is a closet
Stuffed with clothes
That never touched her skin.
There is a journal
On the floor
with empty pages.
Because every thought
She ever had
Was never
Good enough.

The rush
of the wind
stretched her face
in a smile
as the girl
on the swing
closed her eyes
for a while
and started
to sing
softly the verse
that she learned
the first time
she had
flown with
the birds.

The girl
on the swing
reached out
with her toes
for the
wide open sky
whilst
above and below
the birds
that had
taught her
the words
of their song
said
'Its time to let go'
so she did
and was
gone.

My heart
Is a happy drunk
A little too open
A little too optimistic
It's over in the corner of the bar
Playing poker
Screaming at the top of it's lungs
I'M ALL IN
When it's never
To this day
Had a winning hand

My heart
Is a sad drunk
A little too lonely
A little too caught up in tears
It's over at the counter
Forcing the bartender to take its keys
Because it would rather not go home
Than go home alone again

My heart
Is a reckless drunk
A little too unbalanced
A little too impaired
It's over by the door
Making everyone nervous
A little too good at scaring people away
A little too far gone

Like you
A little too far gone
Turn your head
Shuffle away and pretend you don't notice
The breakdown of a heart
Too drunk on feelings
To know when to stop