Poetry Series – Tired of Your Face

If you have a big heart, maybe you know the pain of desperately wanting to help someone that isn’t ready or willing to receive your help. I’ve often been much more willing to take suffering on myself than to watch another person go through it. Sometimes, though, we have to sit back and let theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Tired of Your Face”

Poetry Series – Mental Prison

I think it’s important that we go out of our way to make friends that come from places we don’t understand, it’s how we grow. I’ve made it an effort to befriend people that get a fearful reaction from me. No, I’m not saying to go against your gut instinct but once you get toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Mental Prison”

Poetry Series – Lips

Life seems to be a constant search for finding the balance between light and dark. When the light is particularly bright, sometimes this takes a bit more of an adjustment period than I’m anticipating. I shouldn’t be surprised, I’ve always been one to squint at a change of lighting no matter how subtle. Every timeContinue reading “Poetry Series – Lips”

Poetry Series – Inconsistent

I don’t believe that everyone is entitled to the information and details of our lives. In fact, I don’t think anyone is entitled to it but that it is our job to voice, honestly, when a question crosses our boundaries rather than lying our way through it. I spent two hours in the dining roomContinue reading “Poetry Series – Inconsistent”

Poetry Series – Baby, In My Head

It’s funny because there’s not actually a correct way to date, to love, but everyone seems to have an opinion about your approach to it. It doesn’t matter how you approach it, someone will inevitably chime in to tell you that you’re doing it wrong and offer suggestions on how to correct it. Now, IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Baby, In My Head”

Poetry Series – Imagination

I’ve never quite understood boredom. I long for the moments where the world quiets down enough, slows, so I can escape reality and wander through my imagination. It wasn’t until reaching adulthood that I realized not everyone’s imagination survived childhood. I believe the desperate need to preserve mine is why I defaulted to silence soContinue reading “Poetry Series – Imagination”

Poetry Series – Goosebumps

I don’t think most of us realize how magical our bodies really are. They act as indicators of truth, detectors of intentions. We live in a society that teaches us to be so hard on our bodies, tells us that they’re never good enough, and so we never give them the respect or attention theyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Goosebumps”

Poetry Series – Dreaming

I think one of the most powerful things we can do is let a person know how loved they are. Sometimes love scares you shitless and this takes a lot of courage, though. I’m looking for the courage to take all of these little memories I’ve written and placed in the sight of mostly strangers,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Dreaming”

Poetry Series – Exposure

There were more years than I’d like to admit in which I’d push for vulnerability and openness out of everyone I met, all the while keeping myself safe and closed off. Sometimes it was rooted in thinking that space should only be for others and I need to stop taking it up. Other times IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Exposure”

Poetry Series – Yogurt

I’ve spent a lot of time getting to know myself better but it’s a whole other obstacle to successfully integrate the parts of myself I got to know into my life, my story, without feeling ashamed of them. Sometimes it’s hard to acknowledge that the approaches I took to cope with life weren’t always theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Yogurt”