#firststeps
Dust off my feelings — I could say
_I’m a little rusty when it comes to love,_
so please… forgive me.
With all these needs and wants, I don’t want
to _seem so needy — believe me!_ Sometimes I feel
like _the memory of other people_, a name echoed
in stories but never fully seen. I guess the fantasy
of connection _never really ends_. I loan myself
abundant confidence — but only in my heart,
and even then, _only vaguely_. Behind the irises,
tired eyes rest on the soft outlines of what
_the mind believes it can finally see_. To participate
in finding oneself… _it’s a gruesome search party._
My floodlights are filled with _a bit of drought_ —
shining outward, but lacking what flows within.
I’m strolling where I _never had the courage to step,_
everywhere I turn feels like _a new pressure._
I give out my heart, but don’t have much of a chest
to hold it — _barely a ribcage to defend it._
Yet still — _there’s treasure in this tenderness,_
a worthwhile chest of purpose hidden in the pretending…
of escaping real life. But here I am, _in real time_ —
taking the _first step._
Jun 30, 2025
Jun 30, 2025 at 3:11 PM UTC
They take the first steps on their journey full of strength and vigor
Eager to change the world and excited to be a part of something bigger
The four set out with heads held high
They look back once and wave to all the people saying goodbye
What adventures will they have together
And what trials will they have to weather
What challenges will they face to help them discover
Not to rely on their own strength, but depend on each other
What must they go through to finally understand
What to do when things don't go quite like they had planned
Will our heroes learn who they are and the crucial role they play
What will they have to overcome and, against all odds, will they finally save the day?
Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 10:14 PM UTC