Rhys Morgan

I often wonder if I'm happy in an alternate reality

I am seduced by the unknown pleasure you could give me. The release from these restraints no one else could be freed. The transfer of amnesty I would never see. Without you, I'd be nobody. I crave the moment you touch my skin and now you are the only one I ever let in. The comfort I've felt should be a sin, but honestly, it's the happiest I've ever been.

I close my eyes as the sun peeks through my window, In search for the broken within. It can not be snuffed out merely by its sight, But by the warmth of its rays to reseal the cracks again.

No matter how many happy moments I have, The sadness always returns.

All things are written… Even the words that have never been spoken. All things are seen… Even the scars you’ve been hiding. All things have been heard… Even when you don’t think I’m listening. I read, look, and hear everything, but what have you done for me?

I say things that aren't true to appear human... But without them... What am I?

It feels so good to want to, but will it be even better to actually do?

If you stand in the place of another, you can begin to understand an entirely different world. This can only work if you're willing.