September 2012
7 posts
7 tags
Passion
Bittersweet?
Lovehate?
or
Amazing-ness?
1000% commitment?
What if it’s the former?
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Tight Squeeze
Cool
breezing through stray hairs
whipping the nape of my neck and earlobes
Shadows dance
across my fluttering eyelids
Petals
between my fingers
Plucked
one
two
three
fall down
the steep side and into the bubbling
waters
Salty air
fill my nostrils
I breathe deeply
((written December, 2007, aged 19))
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Untitled #1
ticking clocks
remind me of the reality
I try so hard to forget.
time seems like
such a memory,
here in this suffocating
closet of a world.
day in
day out.
hit the snooze button
just one last time
to finish my dreams
that I can never recall
once I shut my lids again.
dark mahogany block my
view from the door.
I’m vulnerable
and I barely realize it.
sanctuary and prison
...
5 tags
Addict
It was lonely. Much lonelier than she could have ever imagined. It felt as if all others on the planet had vanished, leaving her wandering once busy streets and byways in solitude. Does anyone hear you scream if you’re completely alone? She wondered.
She had dug herself into a hole she could no longer see out of. It was never supposed to end up like this, she thought. It was always supposed to be...
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Pink Tinted Lenses
Seeing the world from a different light
full of pink, silver, and gold.
Everything is the same
but different.
Unavoidable in the scheme
of things.
Seeking treasure troves
and rhinestone studded gems.
An understanding
A gift.
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Bridesmaids
The first time I watched Bridesmaids
I cried.
Not the HAHA kind of cry either.
A slap in the face.
A cold realization.
My self-sabotauging behavior
mirrored through the main character.
With my tears came a death,
and the chance at a new life.
With no more self hatred,
I had the chance at a joyful
and fulfilled future.
How it took watching Jon Hamm
suggest road head
or...
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Rainbow
Water and light
That’s all you need
To make the world come alive.
From a dark grey emerges
a curved beam of light.
Its seven shades just visible.
The end of the luscious arc
is where the magic happens.
And then
before you know it
it’s gone as quickly as it arrived.
Ephemeral and fleeting.
That is life.
