Tag: writing

enough.

 When will you understandThat you will never be beautiful enough  You will never be intelligent enough You will never be adventurous enough You will never  Be Enough  for the man who does not love you  Stop trying to feed someone who starves you You are grinding away your heart,

adjustment.

My heart is a construction site.  It echoes like a drill in my chest  Slowly coming apart  I sigh deeply  Pushing back the tears that have been welling in my eyes for weeks I pace my room  Gathering courage to leave it.  Everything in here And everything out there  Makes

home.

Home is not where the heart is The heart is always fleeting  So home is always fleeting  Home is where you are now  Where you find solace for now  Where you can be the best version of you now Home is what makes you feel most yourself Exposed yet safe 

refuge.

I’ve been searching for refuge I might as well have been scratching through dustbins overflowing with waste I looked for it in in the walls of churches, in the words of friends, in the beds of lovers, in the pages of books, in the sun, in the moon, in the burnt

posession.

The butterflies in my stomach  Were asleep until I met you  You made my ‘inner-mosts’ run wild  Like a child after 3 ice lollies and a chocolate bar  You made my mind reach across its oceans and pull out the things I thought no one could ever understand  You rescued

free.

   It’s a wonderful thing  Having unconventional skin  Waking up  And making a choice To be different  To be more of you than you were yesterday  To hold eye contact To not look down  To not be intimidated by judgement  To be a little free 

awaken.

   You have been deteriorating Before yourself  That pain you couldn’t figure out before?  That was your dreams being ripped out of your heart  The suffocating consequence of concerning yourself with other people’s failures  Surrounding yourself with small thinkers and small ideas and small men  While all this time you

joy.

   The different forms of joy: Making something you’re proud of  Giggling  Laughing till you snort Forgiving someone completely  Letting in love  Realizing you’re better today than you were yesterday  Understanding … Something you didn’t think you could understand  When your love makes someone glow  Accepting the things beyond your

prisonbreak.

   I don’t mean to overwhelm you With all my I love you’s  It’s just  I guess  My body was holding all of them in  for so long. They were pilling up in my throat cramped and breathless  And when the first one escaped… well, it turned into a prison

find.

     In the array of people that flow in and out of your life,  Find and nurture the love that fills you, holds you and elevates you without making you forget who you are. Find a love that feeds, not devours. The difference could be deadly.

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