I do live with your highness, your royal, the great, but I do have thoughts of my own. I’m quite tired of itching when things go poorly, but at times, I am calm at home. I don’t read books, I only watch movies, but that’s because I like to be alone. If I gave it …
Thank you for giving methe strength to hold myself togetherwith passion and grace-taking risks,pushing myself to be the best I can be,in accepting the things I cannot changewhile taking ownershipof the things that are within my control.Thank you for giving methe will to be authentically myself,to pursue the things that bring me joywhile potentially improving …
Of all the men in this world, With whom I harbor my disdain, For their violence and hate, Half the population, Just a bit more tender than they. Injustice trails them, With the strength of a man, Cowering in the name of mental health, Or not cower at the least,And impose power over the other.But …
Grieving my mindSeeing the lines,Created, by design, I read in between them,Nowhere elseI can take it - Connections, in time. Every strand, accounted for.Every breath, Counting down the rest, Life is a sentence, But here I go, Singing it - It makes it easier To digest, My colon can't take stress, The kitchen's too hot, …
'Instance! It's been a while!' Instance was my dear old friend, I used to write them, day and day again, But I've been working tirelessly, On and on, I try, It's me. Once, I wrote that I felt as though the dark of night lay cast its shadow over me. I know now, somehow, someway, …
I have just as much of a right To walk the streets at night And not fear the potential of death, Or random acts of violence Which come with being alive. And I have just as much of a rightTo speak up for my rights Fear not the risk of retaliation Nor the salvation Which …
Water and the air in our skies keeps us alive enough to feel the sadness of their color blue. Acrylic on Canvas, Tape
Should there be a flood, What you shall do is turn it to steam. Then, you must harvest it, rid it of its poisons, and drink it well going forward.
Is it a result of my own actions, the consequences of which remain unbeknownst to me that I live in this quintessentiality? My luck, not to be reckoned with - For it continues to beckon my patience - Its tolerance degenerating, and my threshold for it is shaken, as I persist through this reality. In …
This morning, I awoke from a light slumber, having had a dream that felt as real as you and I; more significant than anything one could learn at school or hear at church - more consequential than any spoken or unspoken laws in the book.I tell this story through the voice and eyes of the …
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 …
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 …
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 …
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 …
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