I have these knives in my chest that can't become words.

Silence is a cage. These words are my keys.

Silence is a cage. These words are my wings.

If God could transcribe my heart, it'd still read "I love you".

You are alone,So alone,You speak back to silence.People call it loneliness,You call it solitude,Different words,Meaning the same pain.

Depression is like waking up and opening the blinds because your plants need sunlight, but it's 8p.m. It's always 8p.m and you keep apologizing for it.

I write these words to touch you,My love, In places my hands can only dream of.

My heart's been broken in a thousand pieces I've lived and died a thousand times And in each of those lifetimes With all of those pieces I chose you…A million times.

Everything that drowned me taught me how to swim.