At the foothills 

cacti and succulents grow fiercely,

wildflowers flourish and 

sanity slowly 

does not matter.

Do not think, climb.

Keep going until 

it is conquered.

one must look back and realize

it does not matter.

Surrounded by life 

free

wild 

silent beauty 

This is what matters.

----Tessa

photo of Pikes Peak, taken by me as well!

I tried to warn you,

I tried to tell you

Now do you understand?

I smoke too much, I drink too much, I take far too many drugs.

I say too much, I regret too much, I'm impatient far too often.

I learn too much, I yearn for too much, I work far too many hours.

I cry too much, I fuck too much, I want far too much for the future.

I wake in the middle of night, silently cry.

Forever down to run out or 

always be by your side.

There are days I can’t leave a room,

others I'm too far gone to care,

some the entire world’s mine to adventure.

I argue;

I desire for more than most

can give.

I curse too much, I guarantee too much, I think far too little of myself.

I pry too much, I party too much, I give far too much to others

I think too much, I dream too much, I have far too complicated of a past.

I hide too much, I hope too much, I have become far too astray.

I never open my soul completely and I am almost never okay.

I can mold our souls in my heart but 

I will still remember every lie.

You did not believe 

Or listen

Or care.

I tried to warn you,

I am Murphy's Law 

Entropy confined.

I write too much, I consume too much, I give far too little fucks.

I sleep too much, I disappear too much, I ask far too many questions.

I understand too much, I have seen too much, I miss far too many details.

I decide too much, I let my eyes wander too much, I am far too fucking much for you.

Nothing will ever be

perfect

my dear,

Certainly Not Me.

----Tessa,

It is not

love, or

fate, or 

anything between.

Names revealed

while life

crashed.

Your touch:

breath under water.

what could it be?

Suppose it just

is.

Can this be our way?

To just be?

Complications

left behind.

Minds opening,

lips parting, 

make me

wet.

Drive too fast,

too far, 

no destination.

I'll be right by you.

Can this be our way?

Pleasure and stimulation;

Body and soul. 

Take everything.

I am

a wild one, 

too tired to hide.

You just cannot

keep 

me.

Can this be our way?