Trauma comes and goes in waves, ever reminding us of remains unhealed. Recently, this has been in the linking of similar pains.
I am terrified of using my trauma as an excuse for my current behaviour. How acknowledgment of insecurities equates to making excuses in my head, I don't know!
Our world doesn't lend itself to patience. With social media, Amazon Prime and Google, it's not surprising I expect immediate results for everything else, most of all healing.
Have you ever sat down and counted the lives you’ve led? Good daughter, class clown, all the heartbreaks you’ve met, Like a sheep in snake’s clothing, the lies you shed, And if the next dream breaks, at least your heart is fed. Have you ever sat down and counted the people you’ve crossed? Who see... Continue Reading →
Stretching my toes onto cold wooden floor My fingers undo whatever i wore Poking at buttons i got from a store My belly deletes all of your wars Sand without beach carried within Sadness only hides in my grin Screams carried in wind cannot begin Without first hiding in my delicate skin
red and blue and yet and you andfind me something that won't leave thensick as dogs as slick as yourslose that smile and then my warswink of an eye blink and then crysink before you say goodbye your words pile high til they match my eyesyou go on and i'll meet other guys
Two stars meet for a reason that is neither Luck nor fate nor coincidence Out of notnot-boredom and notnot-love One planet is born Two stars see the light and wont let go The planet is abused It points at its parents who point at theirs what is a crime but a botched excuse All crimes... Continue Reading →
A heart hurt is a heart grown Stretched to the darkest corners of your mind A mind ripped is a mind won Evil does not knock, it purrs I kiss tired shadows who have shown whats mine is yours, and what we find is guilt and all fear gone Love does not ring, it blurs... Continue Reading →
I’m asking cause I have no clue. The only time I am patient is when frankly, I have other stuff to worry about. I think my problem with patience is that I link it with some strange power struggle. Sometimes being patient can be patronising, and sometimes when you think you’re being patient you’re actually... Continue Reading →