the outside used to scare me.too unpredictable, too light, too muchi used to be afraid of letting the sun see my face, as if it would burn me to the ground.i uesd to be afraid of them, as if they would tear my body to shreds.i used to be afraid of the most innocent of touch, as if it would take my organs and replace them with poison ivy.instead of living i used to lock myself in a prison the shape of my body, shattering to pieces a million times a day, drowning myself in an ocean of tears, trashing paintings and mirrors and sleeping in the shards.i used toi used toso you can go ahead and call me neurotic, a failure, pathetic.because today, i saw the sun.
they thought they wrere saving me from myselfhoweverthe only thing they did was take away the only restraint I hadbut nowthere is nothing holding me back
Jolt of market-carts ;Steady drip of horses' hoofs on hard pavement ;A black sky lacquered over with blueness,And the lights of Battersea BridgePricking pale in the dawn.The beautiful hours are passingAnd still you sleep !Tired heart of my joy.Incurved upon your dreams.Will the day come before you have opened to me ?
One Life of so much Consequence!Yet I -- for it -- would pay --My Soul's entire income --In ceaseless -- salary --One Pearl -- to me -- so signal --That I would instant dive --Although -- I knew -- to take it --Would cost me -- just a life!The Sea is full -- I know it!That -- does not blur my Gem!It burns -- distinct from all the row --Intact -- in Diadem!The life is thick -- I know it!Yet -- not so dense a crowd --But Monarchs -- are perceptible --Far down the dustiest Road!
Come, my Celia, let us proveWhile we may the sports of love;Time will not be ours forever,He at length our good will sever.Spend not then his gifts in vain;Suns that set may rise again,But if once we lose this light,'Tis with us perpetual night.Why should we defer our joys?Fame and rumour are but toys.Cannot we delude the eyesOf a few poor household spies?Or his easier ears beguile,So removed by our wile?'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal;But the sweet theft to reveal,