My emotional intensity sometimes leaves growth and facing my fears feels like fighting literal demons. From the outside looking in, if I were transparent in those moments, I’m sure I’d look like I’m losing my mind. In those moments, I feel like I am just a little bit. I also believe, though, that I requireContinue reading “Poetry Series – Tell Me Your Signs”
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Poetry Series – Choke
There is a time and a place. I would never… well, okay, maybe situationally. Never before have I… It seems like the more resistance I give to life and what it has to offer, the more I find myself in situations where I am proving myself wrong. As I pull on a sweatshirt with theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Choke”
Poetry Series – I’m Done Waiting
I’ve drifted through a lot of my relationships believing that I was there to teach someone that they can be loved unconditionally, even if they weren’t doing the same for me. I would stay agreeable until we parted ways as I so desperately held onto the hope that one day someone would pull me outContinue reading “Poetry Series – I’m Done Waiting”
Poetry Series – Ex-plosions
I think maybe it was after my last relationship that went south, I confessed to Isaac that I felt silly and embarrassed at this point even acknowledging it when I date someone. What used to be months together before destruction now seems to only be weeks and I’m wondering if it’s me at this point.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Ex-plosions”
Poetry Series – Change
Self-awareness doesn’t always come easily. We have eyes that look outward, calling our attention to what is around us rather than within us. With phrases like “seeing is believing”, it makes it harder to trust what we know and observe about ourselves when we are busy seeing everyone but us. In an attempt to solveContinue reading “Poetry Series – Change”
The Way it Looked to Me – Pt 12 – Watch
Is it fair to say that people that write are “people watchers” by nature, or is that stereotyping? Okay, fine. People that write well keep their eyes open to the world around them and take it all in. It’s all in the way they focus on the little details and pick up on patterns. Better?Continue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Pt 12 – Watch”
Poetry Series – Dark Figure
As I start to spiral, I’m never really sure if it was initiated from the outside or within. I’m too busy trying to stop the progression to pinpoint the exact source. Perhaps this seems problematic as if finding the source would let me solve the problem faster. Maybe that’s true but I can’t help butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Dark Figure”
The Way it Looked to Me – Pt 11 – Movies
I promised myself that I wouldn’t set aside my own comfort just to give in to that of others anymore. I’m not sure if the point in which that decision was made was a catalyst that started drawing those opportunities to the forefront like rapid-fire, ready to test my conviction, or if I simply becameContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Pt 11 – Movies”
Poetry Series – Protector
January 2021, “I don’t regret ever trusting anyone” was cut out and carefully glued right atop the space my heart should sit in my picture on my vision board. In the moments that I find my body having a physiological reaction in response to someone, I pull that quote into the forefront of my mindContinue reading “Poetry Series – Protector”
The Way it Looked to Me- Pt 10 Jello Salad
They say that laughter is the best medicine. When a baby laughs, usually it’s enough to dose anyone within earshot. Baby laughs are always genuine, harmless. By the time school-age is reached, not all laughter feels good. The howls and giggles erupting around you when you’re the butt of a joke seem to be theContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me- Pt 10 Jello Salad”
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