Sad, little red stain So isolated it remains. What a pity, The hole it dug itself. The irony that the power they wish to consume, would be what leads To Russia’s lonely doom.
Sad, little red stain So isolated it remains. What a pity, The hole it dug itself. The irony that the power they wish to consume, would be what leads To Russia’s lonely doom.
As he fell from a great distance, he waited for the other shoe to drop - just like the movie, Holes, which he loved to watch when he was younger. And it did, except this was not a children’s book nor movie. This was his life - And the shoe was metaphorical, but it dropped …
Circling the drain,I’m wide awakeIn my sleep. I feel the love of pain,In our words,As we speak. I feel it building now,This urge we cannot tame. I hear her speaking now,“The love we never made In our heartsTo forgetThe truthWe never gave To the partsWe regretAnd hold ontoThe same It’s never leaving us,The wounds we …
All around me All I hear is silence. It is deafening- Except, still, I can feel the sound of my breathAlong with the beating of my chest. I can make out the sensations Of my eyes’ movements Underneath my eyelids - A new awareness I wouldn’t have otherwise had - Had I not been in …
Doesn’t it feel as though, every seven days, time resets, in a way? One might even feel a similar jolt of energy at the start of each day - as we are granted the ability to re-create one’s self after a good night’s rest -Though the nights, not countless -Because - By its nature, a …
[Written 2/15; 12:22]: I'm on a bit of a clock at this time - I have just showered to prepare myself for a massage, for which I must leave in about an hour. While I showered, I thought of my restless sleep and various unsettling dreams from last night. There was one in particular which …
I feel as though the dark of the night lay cast his shadow over me. And as the daylight fades, I can sense the wind of the tide from miles away.And as it takes me with it, slowly and gently - I can feel the force of the sun fading with it. The further apart …
And then, a few hours later, when reality set, I realized: That's exactly what got me into this mess - my inability to separately my work from the rest of my life. And my need to attribute my worth based on the opinions of a few colleagues to whom I willingly give my humanity in exchange for positive vibes.
The doctor wrote me a note that day… (not something I thought I would ever need again after finishing school). The note said something along the lines of, “under no circumstance should she be allowed back to work in the next 7 days until she comes back the following Monday and is cleared after re-evaluation.”
We are Dynamic. Every minute we remember To breathe, We are living. We are Changing. From one instance To the next, Time is passing. Amassing, To all the moments We felt alive - Simply to feel it once more -Just one more time. If only it could be real. But it is not Because it …
Today, I awoke with a bad taste in my mouth. Not literally, but figuratively - as my dreams showed me a quick peek inside how life could be were I to choose a path which is characteristically unlike me. I question quite often what the nature of these glimpses might be - why do they …
There is something magicIn the silence of the night. It falls on us Even if we reject it,And we cannot avoid it.Nor can we move fast enoughIn our attempts to outrunThe weight of existenceIn a world where a light blue skyCan change to darknessIn a few minutes’ timeAnd show us the loneliness Which accompanies the …
“Grounded. Gentle. Patient.” What meaning do these words hold to you?______________________________________ Despite some who may roll their eyes back to the depths in their heads, against the very words they have just read - I’ll admit, more often than I’d like - I am none of these things at times. And yet, consistently, I remain …
Today, I write to you a bit more somber than expected. I gave the feeling as many thoughts as I could give it, and I have arrived at a conclusion: It seems I am afraid of what could come of the unexpected. For, our lives are run with expectations. We expect to be at peace, …
On this very day, something unimaginable happened. I found myself thinking a thought I never thought possible. It was a morning like any other. As I washed myself clean of the day prior to start another, my mind wandered. It wandered to the future and to the past. It wandered to think of my loved …
Dear Fear, I have wasted much of my life because of you. You are the idea which perpetually hangs over and onto me: purely a notion which I seem to have invented. You are the tension I feel in the racing of my mind which only shows me all the treacherous possibilities that lie ahead, …
Their friendship served very little purpose past the one of keeping each other company. It was a friendship based solely out of necessity - not love, nor any common ground – but simply a mutual understanding of one another’s circumstances. They each had something the other needed – not wanted. It was theirs to give …