Your hand Held hers But your eyes Reached For mine Sleight of hand Shifting focus You a player With a pocket Full of hearts A romantic magician With a 52 card deck Full of trick plays And when you called For my final bet I went all in Losing everything Because You turned my heart…
It wasn’t the first time Her heart had been broken But it was the first time Her heart felt like junk So… She told the boy to keep it Because she knew, never again Would it ever beat the same
I originally wrote this over a year ago but it never stops being true. It may be the one thing I have written that has remained so constant. Surviving depression is a journey. You never quite feel like you are in complete control of who you are or where you are headed. I used to…
I really can’t even believe I am writing this post… My heart hurts every time I see someone end their life because they feel shame. Young girls and probably boys who trust too easily and crave love and attention are caving to the peer pressure to send boobies… or more. Today, no matter how much…
Robert Frost asked me which road I’d take And I looked at the yellow woods pondering Before noticing he, as well, was wondering Once started, once decided, once planned We would be either on one or the other And we would either be alone or together We sat and conversed in lengths and lengths The…
I was living inside a landscape Where the jagged earth swallowed All the stories we’d tried to paint A place where hostile suns mutilated And ruined our beautiful serene skies Open skies where our hearts once soared Before they took a fateful turn and dove Falling fast into an ocean full of eyes It was…
I can feel yesterday finally dying Withering itself away inside of me The notions I had, I no longer have The feelings that tormented me They are close to barely breathing The people that fueled the insanity They are very much alive, but dead Dead to the person I am becoming Finally, just stories already…
Sometimes there is silence No voices No motivation No desire or drive Sometimes there is loneliness No comfort No connectedness No shared emotions Sometimes there is despair No inspiration No love No passion But today… There is balance And these days Make those days Worth getting through
Believe in love even when it’s hard Hope even when it’s complicated Strive for unity even in the face of diversity and remember Bravery makes impossibilities possible
Tick, tick, tick, tick The ticking has teeth Biting, gnawing, jagged Razor sharp clicks Piercing rationality Tick, tick, tick, tick Silk strands of insanity Weave discourse Into complex patterns Warping sound reason Tick, tick, tick, tick Logic sits positioned On a hairline trigger Adrenaline unloads Clouding all clarity Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick An emotional time…
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