*i tied myself to the mundane world
now im alone with nothing much
to care about.*
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 12:11 AM UTC
One crumpled paper after another
into the trash can.
I can't seem to get these thoughts
out onto paper.
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC
are not we all clouds
particles
pieces
droplets
atoms
together
but when we feel heavy
we
fall
-beckb 050116
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC
A flower bending
in the wind doesn't actually
yield, though it seems so
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
Hein...
my courage to break the chain
is your chance to smile again
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
I refuse to spill my heart over any more pages for you.
How do I heal if I break every time I feel?
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 11:47 PM UTC