Crissy Hahn

His scars were his tattoos.
That kept him both guarded and free.

Heart kept blinded 
Resisting leaving confinement 

We don’t see the point in doing it the hard way, if there is an easier way. That doesn’t make us lazy. It makes us forward thinkers.

Her sadness won’t last
she’ll leave you in the past
It’s you that will suffer
using them as a buffers

I didn’t realize at the time the impact it had on others when I quit. I learned leadership is not a title or a salary. Pushing your opinions down someone’s throat is not leading them.

The moment you let go
stop resisting her fight
She will take all she can
like a thief in the night

You bring beautiful light
where all my cracks used to be

We shared the dustiest corners of our minds. Breathing life into one another, like no one else could. We were like children on Christmas morning. Blissfully in love, unable to compare the feelings to anything we ever felt before.