Cast Away

Grasping at sinking ships,

How did it end up like this?

You wanted to get me,

So you got me,

And then you let go.

Now everything you did,

is just an echo.

Hanging with a rope around my neck,

Maybe it's for the best.

Okay?

No it's not.

And it's not going to be.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Trying to play hero for someone who wouldn't do the same for you?

Do you honestly think it's going to be any different than it was in the past?

You really fixed it then, hero.

A decision not made by your heart is only going to lead to sadness,

Is that what you want for everyone around you?

Because that's the path you're taking.

I'm foolish, but I'm not a fool.

And I'm not a sucker.

 You having a self-righteous mission,

Doesn't justify breaking someone's heart.

It was doomed from the start.

Hearts

Our hearts are funny things.

Sometimes we hold them so tightly,

Trying not to let ourselves get hurt,

That we forget to feel.

Sometimes we show such little concern for them,

And hold them too far from us,

Pretending we don't care,

And that never works.

You think we'd know better by now,

That we should treat them better,

Because we only have one.

And how could you possibly share it with someone,

If you break it?

We're always so worried,

'What if I share it with the wrong person?'

It's something we all wonder.

Like we only have one opportunity,

Like the decision is final.

But that's not how our hearts work, is it?

It's not that simple at all.

Maybe we want it to be,

So much so that we forget just how tough they are.

It's okay to feel,

And it's okay to get hurt.

It's not the end of the world.

It's okay to make mistakes,

And learn from them.

Our hearts are funny things,

And capable or more than we think.

For Those Still

Well, I think this is it.

To anyone still out there, anyone who's still coping with consciousness, this is it for me.

It's not for good. I'll be back.

But it's time for me to go again. I know I never told you I left the first time, and I'm truly sorry.

But all light has left my life. Things are going back to the way it was before. I'm becoming numb.


I've lost my light, my inspiration. My heart's been broken and I need some time to fix it.

My medication has run out, and I can't cope anymore.

I'll be back when I can wake up and actually get out of bed, instead of just being paralyzed with a pain in my chest that's all in m head.

I'll miss you, and I'll still be around.

You won't be forgotten.

But for a while, I feel like I won't be able to post anything, and I'm sorry.

Please share your stories with me, help me get better.

With Love,

M. Haines

Anything Could Happen

Well Kiddo, this one's for you,

I don't think I need to tell you that I believe in love.

But I hope you understand I'd do anything for it. 

And maybe this all seems crazy, 

I'm sure it does.

But let me tell you,

I'm not talking about right now.

 As much as I'd like to believe it's something that comes easy,

it isn't.

It's something you have to struggle to really realize,

And fight for once you realize it.

I understand you've been hurt, 

And as much as you don't want me to get it,

I do.

I know your heart still has a lot to sort out.

But nothing I said was a lie.

 I don't know the day, or just where the sun sat in the sky,

 When your heart finally gave up,

But I know that feeling.

Remember to commit to your feelings.

Be scared,
Be angry,

Be sad.

You're going through everything that will define you.

And when I said it wasn't going to be easy.

I was also referring to myself.

I guess what I'm really trying to say is,

I'm sorry if it seems like I'm trying to hurt you,

I'm not.
I'm just hurting too, and this is how I deal with it.

Besides, you should know that about me.

You seem to get everything else.

And when it comes to us, I still see potential.

That moment in the dark, was ours.

Just as it was under the full moon.

There was potential then, and there still is.

Anything could happen.