afraid of giving up my youthif it means turning that part ofmy life into solitary memoriesdigging my nails deeper andclinging on to what was so iwon’t have to be someone else no longer ignoring my youthful scarsi ought to stop carving fresh ones so I’m learning slowly stopping to scratchthe skin of my inner childattempts … More Poem | be afraid
As I stare at the woman in front of me, I feel something I haven’t felt in a long time. I feel beautiful. Completely out of my comfort zone, yes, but beautiful. I carefully caress the soft fabric of my gala dress and do a quarter-turn to the right while staring at myself in the … More Everyday Life | Beautiful Feeling
no amount of griefcan outpour theamount of lovethat lives in my heart as tears turn my moodinto a downpour of sadi dance through the rainas i smile through my tears i miss you from every broken corner of my heartbut i love you ten times morefrom every corner still
The words that were supposedly spoken by Confucius ring to mind (read to find). There are so many things in life I don’t understand and most likely will never come to comprehend. So I started a list of those things, and here’s 10 more I like to share with you: Why people do not wear … More Everyday Life | Life’s Incomprehensibilities (pt. 3)
🥳 50th poem! 🥳 as the sun breaks through branchesof rows of trees gone baldits soft warmth gently brushing offthe morning autumn coldi never knew i was this rich as I struggle my daily battleof matching key with lockmy doormat decorated byconquests of neighbour’s cati never knew i’d feel at home as i tuck my … More Poem | things i never knew i’d know
All it took was one glance outside for me to make a run for it… As I was putting away my newly bought vacuum cleaner in my newly bought sofa (you read that right, in the sofa! I thank the Universe and Ikea for that), I heard a voice outside asking my neighbour to move … More Everyday Life | Invasion Of The Fruit Flies
sometimespretty isn’t perfectbeauty isn’t kindmalice be bloomingcovering corners ofa sunlit mind yet mostlyperfect need not be prettynor should kindness be a beauin darkness the world restsso in daylight we cangrow
“Well then, that’s just dandy isn’t it?” I say the words out loud, even if nobody hears me. Maybe I had done better outing my feelings while I was still on the phone – oh well. It was a cloudy-but-promising Sunday morning when I happily settled into Ursula – she’s my car. With me were … More Everyday Life | Custody Of A Car
roots crawling secretlyaround under my skullseeds planted long sincefind the places my darkimaginings fail to reachand when i least suspectgrow flowers where i thoughtinfinite desolation reignedmajestic sceptres powerlessas heartbeats overcomemy own destructive mind
tough manes crowninginexorable obsidian eyesa loud roar yearning toescape my captive heartpainfully raw as truest truth how long have i beentrapped in the lion’s den? how much longer have iblinded by dark delusionthought the lion was me?no herculean effort savesme from this here defeat how long until i canflee from the lion’s den?
