As I watch the reactions, I remind myself, that some people have grown up in a household in which they received more attention for their tantrums than ever for a gentle bid for love. My heart aches for them, all, as I watch them split into two. Half carries the weight of determination to neverContinue reading “Poetry Series – Inside Job”
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Poetry Series – Almost
The people willing to try, knowing they may fail, even when they fail – give me hope. To believe so strongly in something that you would give your life for it, is a gift. I feel grief for those lost, and to for those missed. Do you believe, for every loss, you’re closer to aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Almost”
Poetry Series – Police
The truth is, I’m too white to feel as much tension in the presence of the police as I often feel. Historically, the police haven’t been enemies to me to the same magnitude that other races have seen. But my jaw still clenches, back straightens, I search for what I’m doing wrong and prepare myContinue reading “Poetry Series – Police”
Poetry Series – Dreamscapes
My greatest journey in life has been remembering how to consistently be myself, consistently love. It’s still a work in progress but, I’m finally letting my weird be weird to the people who find it weird without feeling the need to suppress it. Dreamscapes The bathrooms are finally clean, I can go in them –Continue reading “Poetry Series – Dreamscapes”
Poetry Series – Control
I’m having one of those can-you-believe-the-audacity kind of weeks. Half not minding my own business but I own it and allow for release. So here’s all of the frustration, flowing out to set me free. Control On a scale of 0 to 100ControlEnergy is about a five.GraspingFor someone to latch onto your angerAnd when IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Control”
Poetry Series – Hurt People
Hurt people, hurt people. Hurt people hurt people. I repeat. Hurt people, hurt people. Hurt people, hurt people. HURT PEOPLE HURT PEOPLE! HURT PEOPLE, HURT PEOPLE!!!! You can say I’m selfish when I’m not coming around, I get it. It looks that way. But my healing is just as much for you as it isContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hurt People”
Poetry Series – Energy
Beneath the anger, almost every time without question, you’ll find hurt, fear, sadness, or grief. A useful tool when facing danger, maybe, to keep you at the ready. Even that I’d question. Fueling your anger with attention, acting it out as if it’s the truth, will get you no where but farther away from you.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Energy”
Poetry Series – Death of a Cheater
Sometimes I still find myself haunted by ghosts of the past and when it seems like I’m missing, I’m just off fighting demons to find my way back. Here’s to knowing that sometimes, no matter how much you want to help others grow, it’s best to look inwards and focus on yourself. Death of aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Death of a Cheater”
Poetry Series – Honestly, I See Monsters
I’m tired of feeling like the people around me are the enemy. I’m tired of becoming the enemy because I’m trying so hard not to be. Sometimes we just need to pause, retreat, realign, and reemerge more lovingly. Honestly, I See Monsters HonestlyI don’t want a need to surviveto reduce me to weaving a webContinue reading “Poetry Series – Honestly, I See Monsters”
Poetry Series – Concussion
Life has been huge amounts of messy lately. One blow after the next and I’m trying to keep my balance but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t stumbling over the mess from time to time. But I keep getting back up, dusting myself off, checking to make sure the marbles in my headContinue reading “Poetry Series – Concussion”
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