Broken in a Moment, Strong as Hell the Next

The quiet midnight, walking through all your thoughts. The ‘what ifs’, ‘what happened?’. The ‘Damn, I did that!’ The ‘I should’ve saids...’ Flying through the skies catching all the stars, a bouquet of wonder. Lightning will hit clouds will come and eventually fade. When your eyelids finally fall and peace becomes your silence, dreams become... Continue Reading →

Blurred Vision

The morning sun peaks through the shades cutting, molding his face. His chest rises and falls. I'm captivated by what my tired eyes think they see. Mosaic art pieced together by shadows and light. I look for those attributes. They calm a nightmare. They lull me to sleep. They make my heart race. Slowly his... Continue Reading →

Connected

Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →

Give Me a Heart Attack

Her chest becomes heavy, the breaths are short, and her face is red. The walls inch closer, the voices of others are muffled; the whisper in her head cannot get louder. No matter how hard her voice pushes and scratches through her airway, nothing comes out. Nothing. In the early morning hours she wishes herself... Continue Reading →

Those Eyes

This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each other’s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →

React 💬

Smile, laugh, wink at the moments that pass you in sync. Cry, miss, love the ones you swear you would never let go. Sing, worship, praise the One who gave you another day to live. Question, rebel, confess the wrongs that turn your words into actions. Feel the impact of an emotion. Flourish and thrive... Continue Reading →

Character Sketch ✏️

Inked sleeves Thin copper wired glasses A bruise on the right thumbnail Age- 24 A string tied around the pinky, on the left hand A hair tie on the right wrist What about within? Are you creating her? Putting together his broken home? Coloring their scars? Controlling their tongues for speech? Bleeding the nightmares you... Continue Reading →

Adjectives 🎨

Color me softly swiftly gently with your tender fingertips... Highlight spots curves niches with your sweet words.... Imagine us close timeless exquisite with just unknowingly being.... To be is to want; describe it to me. (Only one photo is my own, all the rest is from pinterest )

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