She thought she was over him, a year had passed between them. Yet when she saw his face she still froze in place. How long does it take to burn the memories inside ? the double-faced die the old, worn-out lie. The minutes they shared were not to be compared to an overdue meal, a … Continue reading The Memories Inside
You care about me, at least, that's what they say. They say a lot of things; but, don't we all? This shirt, this dress, that hair, that doll- perfect replicas of an imperfect wall. The madness is a weight falling heavy on my plate. Ambition, dreams, goals, success, a looming fog, … Continue reading They Say//My Belief//Your Voice
It was a world where dreams came true. When the guy was just as romantic as you thought he was and everything revolved around perfection. When the whole world stops, silhouetted in the pouring rain, and you meet eyes. And in that moment you know. You just, know, that he feels the same. Or so you … Continue reading La La Loopy
Sometimes we are content to absorb ideas, politics, convictions, a way of life within an American dream. but... Opinions over preference turns individuals into groups. Groups in the same trap of turning their brains ON and their hearts OFF. Don't be a social chameleon! Listen to the sound of your own music, turn the white … Continue reading Don’t be a Social Chameleon
I love it when they sometimes laugh. It's infinitely superior to when they fall into silence The words dominating the silence deafening. Please clap, smile, or wink, But whatever you do, don't stop to think.
Conflict in real life is much harsher than words the churning pain, the fleeting agony, it's an all too familiar cacophony. - The fear that rises in swells is an ocean washing in waves of nauseous expectation. - Inept and Insecure I'm left to face these fears alone. - A deep breath may help to … Continue reading Fear is Real
To my sister, who is always giving me flack for the pictures I take of my food.
i'm pulling from the veins where blood runs thickest show me how to hold onto the reigns instead of watching them trail behind me find me alone in myself the pain your stain has left on my heart i need to be saved from the thoughts within the hate that lurks the love that … Continue reading stream of consciousness a.1
Have you ever spent an hour just looking at art? Feeling so small, you become a part, of something bigger, something better, something... just, something. --- Look at that curve, that intricate pebble-- ornate and standoffish it serves as a rebel. The rocks, the trees, the infinite leaves Tell their own twisted story. --- … Continue reading have you ever?
The overlap, transformation, or melding of two seemingly opposing words. The poem will take on the shape of a diamond and will begin with one-word lines.