I tried to bury the hurt
deep, deep inside.
But it returns to haunt me,
because I buried it alive.

I wish I could put
these moments in a jar
and whenever I am lonely
home would never be too far.

He was absolutely everything,
and that was far too much.

Your pain keeps you company.
You let your demons come out to play.
You wear your anger as a coat of armor.
And then wonder why everyone runs away.

she burned every bridge
because the heat from the fire kept her warm
and the danger of the flames were better than emptiness

she burned every bridge
and sank every ship
before she realized she was on an island
alone.

If I pulled up a chair,
could I sit with myself?

Septembers remind us
that change, while inevitable
is always beautiful.
That each season of life
brings different weather.
The flowers don't have to
be blooming year round
for our surroundings
to be full of color.
Transformation
does not have to be
growth to be necessary.