I never cared what strangers thought... but you were different.
The darkness was a space where dreams floated aimlessly. ~ She walked the bridge, a candle her only light. The menacing smile attacked her calm despair. It wasn't real... this underworld mystery. Yet in it she saw the statue of herself. ~ Lost inside she turned to stone, her hand upon the empty tomb. Watered … Continue reading Where Dreams Float Aimlessly
Oh to be trapped in a world you once knew. Strangers once friends, become numbers - cues Chairs turned backwards, memories - hope, the chance at growth. Blurry eyes and knuckles raw, I watch the world in fearless awe. A haze of uncertainty enshrouds the air invisible yet deadly there is no escape. Hush my … Continue reading Flurries in a Haze of Mindless Uncertainty
In a word, conflict. To have a desire is not an admirable thing. It means that you are not content with where you are, right here, right now. To have a desire is to branch out beyond the realm of the known into the greener grass of the neighborhood. The sun is shining, … Continue reading Pathway 1.9 The Deep Desire of a Satirical Thinker
The problem with being single is that... There is no problem. (It’s all in your head) 💗 You’re absolutely beautiful. Do you not know that you are fearfully and wonderfully made? There is ONE who is so much better than you can ever imagine. HE will fill the night sky HE will open the heavens … Continue reading A Singular Idea
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
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