A goal that seems impossible to achieve now, As we stand alone in the suffocating silence and Darkness known as depression. It suffocates us slowly, Leaving us without breathe; Unable to sc...
You can’t make someone fuck with you
You can’t make someone give a damn
What you can do is gather the mess and throw it in the trash can
You can stand up and say “this is who I am”
I’m human I make mi...
He is wrapped up
over sugar crisp
curled around orange plastic; Playing God
over a table-top
of mini construction equipment.
is the last ye...
You are someone's missing piece.
In your past you tried to make yourself fit into places that were not meant for you, you tried and tried to be loved by someone who couldn't figure you out.
You are no...
The good life. A life that is good. For me, personally, a good life is not one that I, or anyone else for that matter, could even possibly attempt to describe. My good life is an abundant overload of ...
Your eyes are fascinated by your hands,
And how your hands are subservient to your mind.
Your mind is finally putting a face to your mother’s name,
And your mother loves you so much.
Such that she wil...
Have you noticed me yet?
The little burst of purple in that crowd,
the one with her arms stretched high over her head.
The one playing back directly whatever command the band gives.
I become a differe...
I stay positive for friends and foes.
They're the ones who need it the most.
I try to be the light of their lives.
Just to keep them one more night.
They need to know someone cares.
Love me, or...
At this age, most people say, they were married, had babies, and had moved far away. Far from home, away from Moms and Dads, independent, yet oh so alone. They had cars, jobs, and houses of their own....
You can describe me with titles
Or even old
Depending on your own Chronological position in life
You can call me poor
You can call me any number of thi...
From the outside she's wonderful;
She's funny, fun-loving, almost always smiling
She covers her hurt with all the laughter
As much as she laughs, she cries within
For none to be in her place.
So much ...
What are women without their voice? We are nothing, really. Just something to make supper and take up space. We, as women, need to stand up for ourselves and truly try to make a difference in this wor...
My whole life is surrounded by pain
In fact, it's made me who I am.
Having to hide my feelings fills me with sorrow,
as I trudge day after day.
I guess you can say it's the foundation of my strength.
I want to run wild
Abandoned and free
I want frantic exhilaration
To overcome me
I want to be lifted
To fly through the sky
Not forced or induced
I want a natural high
I want joy to take me
I paint your living room from memory. I bought a large canvas with the intent of painting it. I knew you were leaving soon and I had to capture a fleeting memory of the horrors I witnessed through you...
Lying in bed surrounded by a dim orange light that gleams brightly from the corner of my room. As I close my eyes, the radient colors still linger within the darkness of my mind.
All of a sudden, I'm ...
We are more than just the lengths of our hair The size of our breasts Or the shape of our ass
We are beautiful within
What your eyes allow you to see is our canvas A shell of a soul
Pass the white, bl...
Animals bring us into the present
We say we have no time when they choose the moment to cuddle
But if we stop and make time we will find that time is just an illusion that slows down and speeds up dep...