I fear of getting old

and becoming close-minded.

Ignoring what I’m told;

convinced I know what right is.

I don’t want to lose touch

with this peaceful, free mind.

I can’t imagine a single soul would,

but there’s comfort in being blind.

I suppose all I can do is hold on,

hold on to who I am,

but know that’s not the only way,

for I refuse to fall into this scam.

May your burdens be light as bubbles.

And there it was; that precious moment. 

That realization that makes you feel as if this heavy, suppressive weight, this weight that you had never been aware of, had become significantly less significant. That realization which let’s you simply breathe again, which you’ll look back on and say “Then one day I realized…, and that knowledge has channeled peace of mind ever since.” 

My god, was that long past due. 

If I worked at a restaurant on Valentine’s Day I would put a fake engagement ring in every girl’s drink.

10knotes:

Just to look at her act like:

Then watch the dude sit there like:

(Source: mkzsupreme, via juststaywithmelaywithmenow)

I’ll cook your precious hero(in)
And shove it through my veins
I’ll take your little angels dust
And make myself insane
I’ll light your virgin Mary
And inhale; touch the flame
I’ll crush your perfect, pure white snow
And line it up for play

Darling, just rest your eyes

rest your clouded mind

let’s learn to look the other way

until we can focus on the gray

I cannot find you anymore

your eyes are now coffins

and your soul has been buried

deep beneath the seasons

which you forgot to fully feel

Compliance

I’ve learned 

that I have to learn 

one thing

and that is acceptance
 

not everything

will always be

my cup of tea

maybe not even close

but there’s always something in it for me
 

It’s simple, really

work out the kinks

rather than fighting

for my peace of mind

and genuinely have

peace of mind