I'm tired of wasting time trying to convince myself that you have no time for me. -your best friend
"It's the piercing eyes that determine your fate. Their dynamic fur of a colorful blend. The story! A growl detailing the ending. Like a wolf, it will be too late when you hear my howl. An accomplishment that can only make the ones who doubt her unsettled & paranoid. After all, where am I hiding?"... Continue Reading →
Tiny pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. They are all interwoven. I can only remember one piece And I don't know how I got to it. I'm standing on an island. Water surrounds me. I have so much to say, but I can't tell you. I can't pinpoint its beginning and end. I have thoughts rising... Continue Reading →
I'm at a loss for words sometimes. & Sometimes the tide gets rough and knocks the wind out of me. We are all standing in a sea of dreams. Hoping to rise above the water. Even if it's just to breathe. Will you try to float with me?
Our thorns are rarely thought of as beautiful. We focus on the need to protect ourselves from the pain they can inflict. What do others think of your thorns? What does that say about the people who want to be invited in? There is some sense of peace when a gentle touch meets a jagged,... Continue Reading →
I'm new to letting the world understand me. Knowing who I am, my real self, is a privilege. Many aren't given the chance. I'd rather be a scattered puzzle, than another pretty face. Porcelain always seemed too fragile. Solid and heavy, from my words to my eyes, made an impression nobody forgets. I'd rather pierce... Continue Reading →
Take a breath let it blow away in the wind and carry a promise into someone's ear. I'll never forget when I felt like I'd never love someone as much as I love you.
Plans are in the making. The shadows still come. Getting older always gets old. A sunny day with light clouds. A day with poring rain. Sometimes their just water drops. Other times it's just one of those days. To wear a suit of armor whatever the weather only to improve the humanness not covered by... Continue Reading →
I'm wallowing in the ashes of a person I once knew. She was smiley and cheery, dedicated to her muse. I've cried, trying to cause a rebirth of her existence. To find something familiar, unstoppable, like a weed. I'm scared to cross over to the new, flourishing grass. To realize that this ashen state only... Continue Reading →