we came for the pressure.

  this is a poem, a reflection of the past year since this time last year. (august.)

I am finding myself

Between torn pages of irony and sincerity

Sometimes you are so afraid of yourself

When you meet your reflection

When all your love is building and building

And it makes everything more beautiful

It was like i fell in love with her before i met her

And i dont know why i fell so hard for her

When i saw myself in her so clearly

But it was like going back in time

To a version of me before i became

And it was like i was under a spell

And i dont know why but its fair to say that

I didnt feel in control of myself

And after that i asked for self control

And i got it

And im learning to speak wisely and

Gain wisdom from my experience.

Maybe someone else wanted to write this poem

About me

Before i met her

When they fell in love with me

And they fell hard

And they didnt know why because

It was like seeing their own reflection

The beautiful pearls hidden beneath the

Old copies of the never ending story hidden

In the subconscious basements full of

Cobwebs and candles flickering in the dark

In the places where they went but

Never told a soul

For their secrets

Were what gave them

Dignity.

And so in the

Magic mirror

From the basement

I appeared

In all my glory

With the fire in my eyes

And the sword in my tongue

And the wind

some how the wind

Blowing in my hair and

I dont look sexy

I look powerful

There is no yearning

Submissive innocence

There is a diamond in my eye

The stars shine because of the pressure

And if you can handle it

Maybe

You can handle me

Because I ask that you do not fall

I ask that you stay away in fact if you plan to fall

Because i may be a waterfall today

falling but

tomorrow i may be a tiger

and then the day after that i might be the moon

so if you

are one the real

then you know

that we did not come here to fall

we came for the pressure