inreticence

inreticence Feb 2019

We are all a little lost,
                  a little tired,
                  and a little lonely,

                  You are not alone.

You'll be fine. Keep going.

#life #lost #lonely #tired #hope

inreticence Feb 2019

Wild

Your skin is not made of steel.
Your ribs are not thorn cages.
Your heart is not made of glass.
Let your skin feel.
Let your heart break.
You are not designed to crumble.
You were made to survive.

Live on.

#survivor

inreticence Feb 2019

I "like" you

I had to diminish
your entire existence
into minuscule words
in hopes to do the same
with how I feel about you.

But the ocean wasn't meant
to be bottled up,
as does the universe
refuses to be conquered.

And that's exactly what you are.

I was too afraid that love was too big of a word.
And it is.

#love #universe #ocean #you

Feb 2019

larni

heart(broken)

if i ever were to try
to explain to someone
how much i loved you
i think they would be heartbroken too.

i still love you, i promise.

#love #hurt #pain #heartache #relationship #breakup #heartbroken #broken

inreticence Feb 2019

Prayers

the broken, ask God
not for forever.
but for another chance at love.

I think we get hurt to learn and grow. Not to run away from love.

#broken #prayers #love #god #forever #chances

inreticence Feb 2019

let her grow

I see you pluck heedless flowers
 from the ground where they grow 
dressing your narcissism as love.   

And you put it in a vase, to sooth
 the gnawing fact that it is nothing 
more than a casket. She waits do die.  

You think her beautiful, so convinced 
only you deserve to handle her charms, 
yet in your watch she slowly withers.  

Love, you can keep picking flowers  
but none of them will stay 
until you realize it doesn’t need you.   

she thrives in the wild by her roots, 
by the ground where she stands. 

you can watch her bloom
without tearing her apart.

 that is how you must love.

#flowers #love #bloom

inreticence Feb 2019

-

Isn’t it funny? 
to beg for love
 in a world so barren. 
so desperate to feel 
amidst the crowd of the numb. 
longing to spark a flame
inside  the walls of these
stone cold hearts. 
why do you seek life in something
 you’ve so viciously murdered? 
why do you lock the doors to a home 
when you wish to be taken far away?
 Isn’t it funny? 
to live by deceit 
when all you crave is honesty 
to wish for death 
when you’ve tried so hard to live.
 and to plead for someone to stay 
when all they want to do is leave. 
Isn’t it funny? 
to receive only pain 
when all you’ve given is love. 
and to give love 
when all you have is pain.