Charlotte Eriksson

I am not sad anymore. I am not weak or tender or quiet like you remember because the second you said those words and closed that door, I sold my soul to the part of myself I had buried in order to love you, to let you touch every inch of my rotten body, for I wanted to be touchable and not so strange. Not so sad and tender, like I__e always been, they say, so I changed. And then your glances and words throwing knives with no return about my change of habits and ways of living, being, and I nodded and smiled, dying silently a little bit inside.

So for now,I will miss you like I__l never see you again,And the next time I see you,I will kiss you like I__l never kiss you again,And when I fall asleep beside you I will fall asleep as if I__l never wake up again,because I don__ know if I will.I don__ know if I will.- I Will Love You Like The World Is Ending

You might say __o, you will never do that, that__ not you, not who I know, not who I thought you were_, and I will say "watch me".

I took a breath and let it go and suddenly the air was crisper and my lungs lighter and suddenly there was him saying my name in different ways and I catch myself throwing glances in the mirror, seeing someone I don__ know quite yet but I can__ wait to, and that is the start of everything.

You__e lonely,_ they say,but it doesn__ scare me anymorefor it teaches me,and maybe that__ the biggest win from these years:I don__ need anyone else to distract me from myself anymore,like I always thought I would.I don__ break mirrors anymore,like I always thought I would. I can finally stand myself,and I never thought I would.

Dear me, one day I'll make you proud.

... but I believe that music can change a life, because it changed mine.

I have hopein who I am becoming.I have belief in every scar and disgraceful wordI have ever spokenor been toldbecause it is still teaching meand I have hope in who I am becoming.They say it takes 756 days to run to someone you loveand they also say that the only romance worth fighting foris the one with yourselfand I know by nowthat they say a lot of things,people talking everywherewithout saying a word,but if it took me all those years to learn myselfor teach myselfhow to look into the mirrorwithout breaking itI know for a fact that it was a fight worth fighting.I stood up for my own head and so did my heartand we are coming to terms with ourselves.Shaking hands, saying __et__ make this workfor we have places to goand people to seeand we will need each other__o I have hopein who I am becoming.It__ Julyand I have hope in who I am becoming.

I could write about how I feel when I sing, write and create something from heartbreak, sorrow, sadness or just simply nothingness. How nothingness can become the most beautiful, unexplainable feeling that makes you forget about gravity for an hour.

Freedom can choke you if you don't know how to handle it.

Inspiration is everywhere.

Don__ try to present your art by making other people read or hear or see or touch it; make them feel it. Wear your art like your heart on your sleeve and keep it alive by making people feel a little better. Feel a little lighter. Create art in order for yourself to become yourselfand let your very existence be your song, your poem, your story.Let your very identity be your book.Let the way people say your name sound like the sweetest melody.

I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.

I can__ change the world, I can only change how I choose to live in it.

It will not always be easy, but it will always be beautiful.

I am a complicated person with a simple life.

And this is what being an artist means, being a poet? To sacrifice yourself for your art, sacrifice your heart for your art, because it__ only through something broken that something beautiful can grow.

I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls to be careful and __he world is an ugly place and not everyone wants you well_. But I was not afraid and I wished for adrenaline to make my veins pulsate in that way that puts them more on the outside of my skin than inside.After the first night with you I never walked alone at night again because suddenly I had something to lose. Something to save.