xupantlacayotl.

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xupantlacayotl

(nahuatl for something that is created or born during the summer)

we are the sun that no one sees
except for all the clouds that set a shade,
so slide down,
        and let the past slip
               away.
there’s no point in holding it all in;
it only creates knots
that start to choke
        your thoughts,
and you start to feel like such a ghost
when all you have are your thoughts and all the words
that float inside your head
‘cause when you stop living,
and start wishing you were dead,
and that the whole world
        would just stop,
well that’s the time
not to forget
that you’ve got friends,
and someone somewhere cares
even if you are unaware
that someone somewhere cares.

we lay behind the sun that no one sees,
and after all the sun is just a star;
is just a star,
and stars go bang,
and stars go bang
into supernova.

and just ‘cause something ends,
doesn’t mean you give up.
it’s all just another chance to start it
all over again,
and jump into the deep end.
just close your eyes,
and hold your breath.
the pain doesn’t last.
it won’t always be so tough,
but it’s never easy,
just maybe easier
to get up each day,
to get up
each day,

and be ok
with who you are;
with who you’ve become.

you always tried so hard.

07.14 - 31.13.

12 thoughts on “xupantlacayotl.”

  4. This speaks to me in so many ways right now. Wonderful poem. Especially:

    “it won’t always be so tough,
    but it’s never easy,
    just maybe easier
    to get up each day,
    to get up
    each day,

    and be ok
    with who you are;
    with who you’ve become.

    you always tried so hard.”

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