“Let go,” I tell myself Of what was And what wasn’t And what will not be. Advertisements
Silence Cuts deeper Than any word Spoken by man.
The beds we make When our hearts are guarded, And our eyes are closed, Are cold.
The courageous mustn’t solicit advice From the terrified. Path makers and pathfinders rarely speak the same language. Running away and knowing when you’ve had enough are two very different things.
I remind myself to breathe When panic holds my breath; I tell myself to settle Like the sea on a Sunday. I fall to the floor Finished, but never done.
New energy Buzzing behind my eyes. How time heals all things, How silence sings to those Who tend to her. How magic befriends the introverted. My stomach no longer turns, Anxiety unfriended, Worry wiped away; New energy.
My head has been sick for a while So my heart has been making the decisions And doing the thinking. She patters in my chest Panicky and frantic when she finds That feelings are rarely logical, and That love isn’t always requited. Hard truths for a softer heart, As my head sleeps my heart works…
Share your warmth and love, But know that Flies are attracted to bright things. And the Sun has fans and friends But not lovers. Call it “intimidating,” Her warmth is amazing, But her skin melts bodies.
It’s the worst kind of breakup When you love someone, And the words thrown In the final act reveal That they never knew you. They never did. And perhaps that’s our fault, We never let them. We were so focused On being kind, and on being good We forgot to be ugly, and human and…
How can I hate someone Entirely Because of their little flaws, Yet, love myself Entirely Despite my little flaws? –empathy