26/F/Upstate New York Psychology~philosophy~writing~mindfulness~health~compassion~music
Starting to figure myself out
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This house is not a home Although I need to be on my own I didn't think I'd feel so alone What ***** with me the most is the fact that if someone called I wouldn't even pick up the phone.
You should learn that image is something you buy Return worn out friends and gives new ones a try I kept all my good ones right here by my side To remind me sometimes it's okay not to fly But one day you'll have to stop being so shy Your voice alway cracks when you sing while you cry The last image that I want carved in my mind Is one of you saying you wish that you'd die
we pulled over so she could close the door it hadn't shut right the time before there's a blanket folded to keep me warm to get me through this car ride is only two hours but i swear it feels like forever since i was told things will get better
you always catch me so off guard like the loud hum of the passing cars
you're going out tonight i prefer to stay in you say you wish i was there in your bed, my naked skin conversations, drinks and laughter not with me, but shared i hope you remember my laugh as your fingers run through her hair
Summer nights in Binghamton never seem to end We crash, we fall, cause after all the moon is not your friend So stumble home or where you'll moan for at least half the night Embrace your fears, keep me near, lets end in the right light
Long nights under bright lights Internal fist fights Will I be the one who shines tonight? Can I call you mine tonight? Heavy feet hit the ground Speed it up or slow it down Change the pace to win the race Can you show me how? Living fast and living large It's my night but you took charge I put my faith in your hands You showed me life is far from bland