my poetry
||Every time you feel, don't ignore it. Don't deny it's right to exist. Even if it hurts. Especially if it hurts. Feel the pain and feel it deeply, because as we allow ourselves to feel the ache in our souls, we allow our hearts to heal. So feel more than fine... Feel more than the …
||One might wonder What it was that Caused them to love. To love in such a way That they couldn’t Help but fall further. No one could quite Put their finger on it, But they knew that those two Were from another time. Lost in the chaos of today, One could glance over, And miss …
||Oh but you- You seemed so far And further still you grew. But to me... Somehow you were already gone; a lifetime away. How beyond me it was That in some universe (distant and secluded) we recalled the motions to our dance that our hearts had grown to know. The beat pulsing in our veins …
||And it was like a time portal Two souls Aged by time But yet Still very much the same Your soul still craving Beating for adventure The desire of experiences Burning in your veins. I read it in your eyes Like a fiery sunset at dusk. The taste of excitement still Lingering on your tastebuds. …
||That’s the funny thing about heart break... I always thought it was a one time deal that the pain lasted but a day or two. I was too ignorant to realize that heart break is a process with an innumerable amount of steps. The initial pain stings so deeply so intensely excruciating that you wish …
||It’s in the moments like these So overwhelmingly simple Bells and whistles set aside Our futures out of our mind For but a split second No agendas Checklists People to please Just living. Breathing the crisp air after the storm. We felt so alive It seemed almost too good to be true But even if …
||But don’t you see my dear? Just as you are... simply, utterly breathing, loving, and doing exactly what every beat of your heart craves is a masterpiece. You, my dear, are art. and the gravest mistake you could ever make is attempting to imitate another’s design because while we in ourselves are art, Trying to …
//written 4.19.19// ||Love is a fickle thing Tormenting us with An endless stream of Unknown emotion Threatening to identify itself As a lost cause Marked by hopeless Promises we knew could never be kept Yet Day by day We play our roles As two hearts never to be separated Staring in the production Of our …
||once upon a time long, long ago I met a girl who shook my world. she taught me to dream; to reach for the stars; to take every chance till the chances were ours. she lived in the moment, she danced in the rain, she stood through the storms, and grew through the pain. I …
Hey y'all! I feel so bad for starting off every blog post ever with "I know it's been a while since I last posted..." Literally every single time. I'll work on it! Okay so this piece I'm sharing with y'all is somewhat of a spoken word that I wrote a little over a year ago. …
