seams are splitting faster than I can mend no time for sorrow today no time perhaps I stepped forward onto thin air perhaps I am not strong simply weathered touched by grief perhaps I am just a girl enslaved wanting old habits wanting to run away perhaps we are all running if we could only […]
let us feel let us surprise watch the moods rise and fall and rise again change is here has always been but now it is time and it is good
one of seven I’d rather be a glass of water: simple a soft ball of wax: happy to be molded a baby: brand new but what I am aches every part all the time always wanting never satisfied yearning takes so much energy I want to swallow the world or let it swallow me
lost no it was not “meant to be” no good reasons exist and nothing will really make it better I haven’t the luxury of full grief time will serve as adequate salve I will remember although remembering hurts the pains physical mental emotional my three possibilities lost to nature named carried three five seven weeks […]
Maybe in time I’ll fall in love with him Who knows, that sort of thing catches you off guard. I think if we knew it was coming we’d all run screaming from it.
It sits there in it’s tilted cage cage of rib and spine sluggishly pumping blood about slowly keeping time love has pricked and left it’s scab a rose complete with thorn the presence of pain when recognized becomes pain no more it’s numbing effects take their hold create a solid stone a stone that sinks […]
I remember bleeding once, the burning– burning of skin under siege blood pulled by words while sleeping. Chemicals eat your lungs, stay in your spinal chord for the rest of your breaths– the Earth turns and eats your insides, green and blue. slowly melting into the grass and sky. Hell is alone, burning alone– eternity […]