#thriving
You wanted the sun.
I gave you the moon-
but only the stars could shine
even as we burned to ash
I enchanted the auroras
with my effervescent glow
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 10:48 PM UTC
I am good at being alone.
The dishes get done
when I feel like doing them.
Silence hangs like a painting
I chose myself.
The hours bend gently around me,
and I call it peace.
I laugh out loud
at my own jokes,
call it self-love,
call it growth.
The plants don’t mind
if I forget to water them,
and neither do I.
This is thriving, I tell myself.
Then I spend three days
with people I love.
Not performing.
Not planning.
Just existing
side by side-
a meal shared
without occasion,
laughter that erupts
without needing a reason.
I remember something
older than language:
that warmth isn’t just a temperature.
That joy has a different flavour
when someone else tastes it too.
I remember that solitude
was never meant to be
a permanent home-
only a resting place.
There is a part of me
that longs for gardens
we plant together,
for walls we build
with laughter baked in.
For shoes at the door
that aren’t all mine.
Maybe the soul remembers
what modern life unlearned-
that we were made
to brush shoulders
to pass bread
to belong.
And maybe
what I called thriving
was just surviving
with the lights on.
Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 10:40 AM UTC
i have asked but
it remains unclear
if it was planted
purposefully
by somebody
for some reason
unknown to the rest
or merely discarded
within a pile of
offcuts and waste
following a frenzy
of gardening chores
regardless of
whether it was
intended or not
it has taken root
it has bloomed
bright and proud
brilliant cherry red
against dandelion yellow
and uncut-grass green
one solitary red tulip
amongst the weeds
Apr 24, 2023
Apr 24, 2023 at 6:24 AM UTC
Bitcoin’s growing every day
With fiat inflation on display
Own your money - come what may
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
Officials saying “all is fine”
Printing money by design
Cutting down our bottom line
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
You can learn it, take some time
Bitcoin’s young and in its prime
Yet every cycle it will climb
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
Worth and value it retains
Unlike fiat money drains
The choice is very clear & plain
As Bitcoin keeps on thriving
Apr 21, 2023
Apr 21, 2023 at 10:18 AM UTC
the dog ma is here
again never went away
and peace keeps thriving
May 28, 2021
May 28, 2021 at 8:51 PM UTC
Lost
In your eyes,
Dreaming of darkness
Again
I wish we just could
ignite,
Burn away the tears
In the night
But whenever we dream,
You always just
fly away again.
Alone in the darkness,
no feeling of light.
Alone in the shadows
With strength I can’t fight.
I’m lost without you.
I’m now without rules,
The feeling of sadness
Is making me cuel
But I will thrive.
I will thrive without you.
Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
fireflies
wild flowers
growing in the rough
let them grow
where they go
thriving sure enough
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:41 PM UTC
You
Are the collision
That caused everything
The maelstrom
That brought hope
The chaos
That brought serenity
You
Are the flawed, the imperfect
That brought news of worth
The mirror
That brought truth
The promises broken
That brought true love
You
Are everything
That I have become
The destruction
That brought
Change
The explosion
That brought
Clarity.
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 10:48 PM UTC
Writhing within her chains of thorns,
Feeling great intense remorse-
Never sure of what she is-
Confused
Dazed
Sleepless and insecure
There are the years you learn
You learn to live, to thrive
but some don't make it out alive
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 2:13 PM UTC
I dreamt about getting out
14, knobby knees, the urge
To just give in and
Run run run
(Don’t look back)
To the edge of the world.
I was going to leave
this city in the dust.
Find a place safe
For us and our ideals
And never look back
To the edge of the world.
A decade passed
Goals and outlooks
And best laid plans change.
Growing up is pain.
I’m still here.
Is it considered being trapped when you hand-picked your own cage?
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
Fingers searching
Probing
At any other point
This would be endearing
But these fingers seek destruction
Every flaw
Every bump and crevice
Is torn away
I wish I could mold myself
Into someone else
But I can't
So I'll tear myself apart instead
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 12:34 AM UTC
i always thought youd come back to me
but it was me, who came back to you
i came back into your life
and the roles had reversed
you were no longer who i wanted,
and all you wanted was me
i told you no, i wasnt playing your games
this time i ghosted you
this time everything had changed
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 2:12 AM UTC
Fiends,
Striving to drag you down,
And of their frustration,
You found it hilarious.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 7:06 AM UTC
I know,
I've got a lot to do
I know,
I'm *******
...
But,
I'm
THRIVING
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC
My mind the ocean
Waves crashing, always changing.
Ships sinking,
Sitting on the ocean floor, forgotten.
Ships thriving,
Discovering new land, flourishing.
Ships sculpted,
Brand new, setting out to sea-
Freshly crafted.
The ships like my sailing thoughts,
Wandering.
Expanding.
Forgotten.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 4:36 PM UTC
I had been
putting out your fires for years
So no wonder you
mistook me for kindling
And lit me on fire just to
keep you warm
Your hands shook
as you lit the match
But I, stood still cause
I was blinded by your light
I've risen from the ashes
I may not be fireproof but
**** am I resistant
I mean resilient
You reached for the extinguisher
Too little too late
You had already taken
to a new girl to dry out
before she would go up
in flames
I loved her, too
But she watched me burn
Just so she could have you
So why am I so eager
to forgive the arsonist
Even though he's
suffocating and
won't ask for the oxygen
he needs
Before we know it
he'll mistake himself for
kindling too
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 11:01 PM UTC
There is an ecosystem of conflict thriving in my brain.
A world with questions for residents and doubts for landscapes.
I’m not sure if I’m actually reaching for answers right now,
although something in my soul aches.
Those landscapes are parched
and turning to deserts under the sun the residents have named:
Uncertainty.
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC
Triumph over tragedy is not being dismembered by it.
But how to stop the bleeding? That is the thing . . .
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 2:27 AM UTC
To be the best,
one not need be the best.
Simply be better then the rest.
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC
Scared from my bush with no name
They will brain wash the impaired
Such hefty goals they hide behind
Filling the holes you dug in their mind
Empty structured used to hold our souls
Constantly Walking down dank desolate halls
Feeling a strange comfort, yet impending doom
With every minute creeping closer to death
I do hope you cherish your last few breath
Soon all deranged intent reveals itself
You'll Find the TRUTH in finding yourself
Nothingness, the curtain closes over us
Pay to live, live to pay, pay to pray
Go down the line of our institutions
The line dead ends at supposed reality
Know now the solutions to vanity,
will come in due time. Ending your time
Minds grave stayed a slave, slave to stay
Walk the grey line.
Brain wash the impaired
The Morbid thoughts
Brain washed society
Do not be scared
of what we can't see
This personal
separation.
Hear vibrations
Feeling natures stair.
Strife not the end
Climb the tree of life
Thought deprivation, and oral defecation. Plant the seed
Repair wounds of time. Knowing everything must feed
Isolation growing intense psychology distorted mind
Undiscovered complex perversity living inside of the
There are some driven by the destruction of adversity
In Life and death, I tell you revision isn't key
Direct your inquiries to thriving minds
Be still in your decisions long pondered
Remove your mistakes, remove your memories
Time breaks for insanity, in alternate realities
Not acceptable. UNIVERSAL descent, a shame
Monetary gain, owning rights to humans brains
Its all about the capital and its punishment
The day we all thought would come true
This day we will soon enough forget.
New life surrounded by decay and death
We know you won’t, but you really should
enjoy the carcass. It will all end soon.
To many people fearing the day they’ll die
Open to the window of opportunity
Look through the window to the other side
If what you found was lifeless, run and hide
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
Neither predator nor prey,
I lie here while morsels slowly filter down;
Loving every greedy minute, getting fat.
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC