I don’t rhyme much, but heck, I make sense.
pain, anger, fear, loss laughter, joy, love, hope. I’m just saying, there is much more to life, much more than emotion. locked doors, dark rooms, quiet times, free spirits. freedom to be who we really are; who we are when everybody else isn’t looking. Continue reading Free Spirits
“men are stronger than women” yeah of course. it would be stupid to argue the fact that you can bench more weight than i it would be stupid to deny that i like it when you carry me of course you are physically stronger than women but it would be stupid not to acknowledge there are several dimensions to strength. and in some things, women … Continue reading when boys say men are stronger than women..
they say the only way to get over someone is to get under someone else. that the only way to get over something is to get busy. distract yourself. well, this is my distraction. my escape. my attempt to flee reality. my source of happiness, temporary as it may be. this is me clutching onto the last straws of what was my determination a feeling … Continue reading on escapes and safehouses
“i am so sorry” i say for the umpteenth time i want to stop apologizing but i am scared that you hate me now for stepping on your toes so i am sorry please do not hate me i want you to like me i need them to love me and i am sorry that i feel so inadequate that i need constant reassurance “it’s … Continue reading Obsessively Compulsively Apologetic
just this morning, i was talking to my friend and she was telling me the way “finding yourself” is the most cliche activity known to mankind. and i was like,”you should though.” i know people who think that this is a rich-people thing. i honestly don’t know how i feel about that but this much i know, losing yourself is not a rich-people thing. take … Continue reading finding yourself..
to choose too look away turn your back and never around to lose the door and throw the keys locking yourself in your pains choosing to stumble in darkness to hope to find your own light to accept that a little pain is healthy and a little distance is eye-opening. to choose to put yourself first to say no and pretend not to feel guilty … Continue reading Letting go
some will tell you… nourish your mind speak fluent English read avidly be good at something have stuff that keeps you busy walk gracefully hold your head high maintain eye contact say something witty pay for your meals don’t drink yourself silly and others still… lose a little weight tone that skin paint those lips flash that smile flip that hair bat those eyelids throw … Continue reading this life…the feminine way…
Days like these feel wreckedExpectations not metHopes crushedEyes welling upStaring up at pregnant cloudsImpatient to birth their share of anguishRegardless of the raining anger inside. Days like these feel stupidThe voices of reason we ignoredThe jerks we hoped would keep their wordThe fantasies that kept us awakeDreams we knew wouldn’t come trueTired eyesIs it sleep or tears? Days like these feel unappreciatedEmotions loaned to unworthy … Continue reading Days like these
We speak in hushed voices So as not wake our memories Of the people we’ve become And the virtues we’ve lost Whispers of the roads not taken Regrets of the ones travelled Ghosts of the lives we’ve destroyed. We tread in caution Dreadfully avoiding previous paths Fearfully calculating our every move Forging into an unknown future Struggling to forget our past Doomed as we are … Continue reading who we are
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