They say the more you love someone the more it hurts to lose them. They say it’s worth it. But I don’t know who “they” is. I’ve watched people dear to me lose the love of their life and… they say different things. They want what they had back because to be without them feels…
There are people who build cities on top of volcanic fields. And they live there. People build lives in desperate towns. And they die there. People grow up in fast cities and slow farm towns and simply exist there. Such a big world to live in… Are you HOME where you are? I’ve always had…
Love and sunshine Caress the surface Penetrate the skin Warming feelings That needed light Making our souls Beautifully happy Full of hope again
There are people who never learn to look forward. Past themselves. Past their own desires. Sacrifice is a word they’ve assigned false meaning to. They blame others for their failures. And even when they do blame themselves they desperately need someone else to do the work to save them. They seek to garner sympathy for…
There is a line A small one Little dots Connecting Our thoughts Our good ones Our bad ones Those that cry Those that laugh Those that rage A constellation Of ideas Of memories Of reasoning That create The person We become That line Is who we are *Depression is a terrible thing. It’s as if…
I watch you growing up And I find myself alone Begging for the strength To one day let you go To watch you walk away No more bedtime stories No more skinned knees No more “but mom please” I didn’t know… I’d run out of time so soon That you’d be mindlessly Saying goodbye each…
Some things are too painful and too hard to overcome without patient encouragement and love. I hope everyone who needs it can find it. It’s typically the impatient moments that rise to the surface and grab notoriety. The angry customer. The ranting neighbor. The crazy employee. People having trouble being rational because something has gotten…
My heart begs to be claimed Staked by the notice of you The heaviness of the world Seeks to destroy the rhythm And the universe cares not Of its small morse code voice Yet your attention is craved Above that of all the stars Above that and so much more
The spirits walk through walls They hover over our anxiety And they wrap our limbs Into the most complicated knots The emotions swell and spiral As the silence begins to breathe And the chairs… they squeak And the beds… they rustle And the bedsheets… they tangle And our fists bang on walls And our guts…
My heart feels a bit torn up But it still beats even as it hurts Because that’s what hearts do
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