There’s irony in writing a poem about rifling through old feelings as I’m sitting here trying to work my way through past, repressed, feelings. I hang onto the idea that there’s a difference between finally feeling what you’ve never actually felt and indulging in memories to escape from the present. Old Self I thought IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Old Self”
Tag Archives: Perspective
Poetry Series – Rebirth
Have you ever looked back on life and realized that you’ve grown so much you don’t even recognize the version of yourself that would make the decisions you did? Accept the behaviors that you tolerated? I still have trouble sometimes finding the ability to understand that past versions of myself, to have compassion for her.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Rebirth”
Poetry Series – Channel
Do you ever feel like you’re seeing a perspective too tall for your body? Does that even make sense? I have yet to meet someone else that says yes but sometimes, out of nowhere, I’m suddenly seeing much too high for whatever would be picked up by my bodily eyes. Do you ever smell smellsContinue reading “Poetry Series – Channel”
Poetry Series – Subconscious Murderer
I always have this fear that the bits of darkness I own, let slip out in my stories and poems, will come back to haunt me and be what drags me down. Honestly, I think that’s the fear we all have and it’s what usually stops us in our tracks to plug up whatever fuckingContinue reading “Poetry Series – Subconscious Murderer”
Poetry Series – Growing Pains
Nothing will be a greater test of our character than how we choose to respond when we’re in pain. I grew an attachment to the phrase, the day I read John Green’s words “That’s the thing about pain. It demands to be felt”. There is no escaping it, no running. Sometimes we delay it butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Growing Pains”
Poetry Series – Give Up Itch
I’ve been giving in a lot more than I’d like to admit. Honestly, it’s why I know I have to have patience with the situations I’m in, the information I’m discovering. People are rarely as perfect as they seem and if we hold them to those expectations, they’ll explode at the seams. Sometimes I’m theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Give Up Itch”
Poetry Series – Thank You, Love
I’m still learning how to let myself be loved. I know we’re all born with the ability, such a super-power, but so many of us lose it along the way. I’m working on recovering my powers. I think of my relationships as rehab for the soul. I’ve let a lot of people love me inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Thank You, Love”
Poetry Series – Warm Death
I find it comical in so many ways that I still ever have the nerve to say I actively practice letting go. Take a look at the last decade of personal relationships and you’ll catch this pattern of detaching but never really letting go. Stay just present enough to be relevant in their life, theirContinue reading “Poetry Series – Warm Death”
Poetry Series – Irving, Losing My Mind
I didn’t notice I was slipping until – I’m ready to hang myself – slipped into my mind without warning. I didn’t know I was distant until I stopped recognizing the person sitting next to me. When he reassures me and asks if I know that I can talk to him about anything that’s botheringContinue reading “Poetry Series – Irving, Losing My Mind”
Poetry Series – Unified Silence
I don’t know what it means to get bored anymore. Maybe put me in isolation and the stillness, silence, will finally drive me over the edge but anything short of that is so welcome right now. I only want to live somewhere big enough that I can find a room in the house where IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Unified Silence”
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