I’m not typically one to talk politics but I think this is far less political and far more pertaining to the war at hand – light and dark. I understand a want to protect a life, or even a potential life, but I don’t understand how people don’t see that the level of care isContinue reading “Poetry Series – Insecure”
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Poetry Series – Simply, In Love
When we try to be with the wrong people we start believing a false narrative about ourselves when things don’t work out. I thought I was hard to love, not open enough with my love, difficult to be around, too emotional, overly sexual, too distant, too aggressive. I tried changing everything about myself only toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Simply, In Love”
Poetry Series – Back to Driveway Potions
I’m not great at handling change. It’s my constant battle with learning to let go. I hold on to the little things, they mean the most. I don’t always voice them so nobody knows the way they mean the world to me and a change in routine may feel earth-shattering. I continue the silence becauseContinue reading “Poetry Series – Back to Driveway Potions”
Poetry Series – Grounding Steps
The truth about life, for me, is that the smallest things are the most impactful. This means a leaf can move me to tears with the way it dances in the wind, beautifully, to bird songs. Similarly, it means that the pebbles lining the ground hold more opportunity than they ever do inconvenience. If IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Grounding Steps”
Poetry Series – Hurting Promises
I get tired of going through life alone but trying to factor someone into the equation gets challenging. It’s like the switch to letters from numbers in math. Your knee-jerk reaction is that they must be out of place. The equation is off now. I’m trying to remind myself, daily, hourly, every fucking minute… I’mContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hurting Promises”
Poetry Series – Paranoia
There’s an importance to finding balance, a point of grounding, when your opponent is a strong force. I remember wrestling, fighting, always in play but always with firmness and a need to assert myself. The most important thing you can do is get yourself firmly grounded, even if you’re not the one with the mostContinue reading “Poetry Series – Paranoia”
Poetry Series – Far Away
Sometimes it’s the simple things that I’m the proudest of. There was a time when I would second guess myself a lot, and talk myself out of things. That doesn’t mean that it never happens now but I don’t feel the urge to pounce without thinking, out of fear that I can’t trust my thoughts.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Far Away”
Poetry Series – Carried Off
I think I’m getting better and better at staying consistent, handling life, and then something throws me for a loop. I desperately need a moment to catch my breath. I can feel myself closing off again, pulling away. I’m trying to remember that we can’t all back out. I made my entrance and I haveContinue reading “Poetry Series – Carried Off”
Poetry Series – Bodily Betrayal
I am far from ready to talk about it, so I’m going to write about it. My body betrayed me and it’s almost as if it had to make sure that I knew. I get it, that sounds like paranoia, a disorder of some sort. Your body doesn’t have a mind of its own. ButContinue reading “Poetry Series – Bodily Betrayal”
Poetry Series – I See Same
I didn’t want to go to the bar on Friday night but I went. I never voiced that I didn’t want to go because I didn’t want to be at home either. Sometimes I just want to feel a sense of control, to be the one making the call. Sometimes we don’t yet know whyContinue reading “Poetry Series – I See Same”
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