Worrying too much
This is out of my control
Guess I’ll make coffee
Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 6:01 PM UTC
A life well lived always includes some sort of mischief,
a healthy balance at least – nothing malicious:
it’s just part of the business,
it’s why the sound of laughter is so mouthwateringly delicious
and spontaneity
brings one to their knees it’s so ******* religious!
What I’m trying to say is:
learn
to laugh
with life.
Simply put,
there’s just too much humor to not share your light.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
Emotions boom
like unhinged stereo equipment
pushing gusts of wind waves through the room, disturbing epic stillness,
inciting wicked rage that ricochets;
fingers scrape my face,
figures lose their shape as vision fades,
pain transforms to passion;
two broken hearts took each other captive.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
Shedding skins of old –
peeled from my frigid bones,
touched by sizzling cold,
boiled down
to just my soul:
Here, I roam.
Learning as I go, the beauty of alone.
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
Found without a face,
embraced,
entranced by one another through fate,
bound by eternity,
time,
and space,
rebuilt from crumbled dust,
fighting through crumpled trust.
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 6:13 PM UTC
A straight line delivers the illusion of control – the delusion manifested order could ever be kept in tow,
or manipulated reasoning
could ever take seed and grow
against the natural ebb and flow.
If each our mind a garden, work to see it bloom
full of luscious fruit capable of sweetening even the dankest, darkest glooms.
Savor that sweet, succulent juice as it drips from your lips and cascades
down
your
chin
To break from the mold, let go of control. To break from the mold, let go of control.
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 6:06 PM UTC
A broken spirit is much harder to mend than a broken bone –
See, there’s no cast for a soul,
and no meds a capsule could hold that’s as potent as hope.
There is healing though;
where the Moon and the Stars exist unpolluted by light, the radiant cosmos breathes through the night:
rekindling passionate flames till burning unfettered, brilliant, and bright.
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 6:02 PM UTC