Whether it be that small moment that you end up silently questioning for years,
Or that huge wake up call where true colours are revealed,
where you’re left feeling like somebody ripped your heart from your chest,
the fact is,
Betrayal is inevitable
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 7:00 AM UTC
they ask me nothing of myself,
nothing of my mind,
nothing of my values,
nothing of my morals,
but speaking of themselves is easy,
my appearance may be part of who I am, but it does not define me
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
It’s difficult, the thing we call trust,
It’s hard when it’s broken,
The worries it brings,
It follows you around,
Abruptly approaches you, when you don’t expect, when you’re not prepared,
But it’s always there to remind you,
Of that putrid feeling,
On an empty stomach,
That shock,
Betrayal,
The sadness
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 7:20 PM UTC
If I have found someone to love,
Why do people think their god would be opposed to love in its purest form?
Free from the physicality?
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 4:31 PM UTC
It takes a year,
for the pain to leave my veins,
for the memories of you to fade,
for the cuts in my soul to heal,
for the rhythm of my heart to change when I’m around you,
to forget your touch on my mind,
to forgive the universe for meeting you,
to live life like you and me had never happened.
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 6:18 PM UTC
do you know how it feels?
to have to look a certain way?
to act a certain way?
do you know how it feels?
to fight against a backwards mentality?
to be sexually objectified?
to keep quiet to appease fragile egos?
do you know how it feels?
to be treated as though you are replaceable?
to be treated as though you are incapable of possessing your own entity?
do you know how it feels?
to be treated as though the best thing you have to offer is between your legs, rather than what circulates within your mind?
do you know how it feels... to be a woman?
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC
the loneliness came in waves,
deep bitter crashes of the blues tide
your beach was my sanctuary,
you kept me safe and dealt with my insanity.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 1:05 PM UTC
There's a peculiar kind of beauty that can only be experienced
with the innate knowledge that the moment is fleeting
and the most intense beauty can only be seen in
the presence of both light and shadows.
For it’s often in the loss of a thing
that its worth to us becomes
most precious and by
letting it go with
grace we can
best savor
its purest
delights.
Realizing
that the pain
runs so deep only
because the beauty ran
so deep and that without
it having once touched us we
wouldn't now know the emptiness
of its loss, our grief will eventually turn to
thankfulness that it ever touched us at all, and
we will be left awed by the mystery of its haunting.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 9:07 AM UTC
Through the depths of despair
I remained gasping for air
Fresh air, a fresh start
A mended, wholesome forgiving heart
You, a walking paradox,
Me, collateral damage
Maybe one day you’ll rid me of my baggage
Until then, I’ll try to repair the wreckage
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC