Entries from 2016-01-01 to 1 year

What we leave behind for others

I'm painstakingly on my way to accepting the reality of vast changes. They say that sadness is the hardest part of living, but I really beg to differ. There's an ease to sadness, as it holds one under. While one slips into a something a bi…

What I know will happen with you in Alaska

I will have grown, with parts of me inward and many dispersed amongst the clouds. There are still parts of me that will not be fully bloomed yet, but some will become flowers that you will never be able to smell, for their lifespans have c…

When you go

When you decide to leave, can you leave the door behind you slightly ajar? When you find that my love is not what you want anymore, can you toss a blanket over my shoulders so as to not feel the draft of your passing? Can you take your jac…

Re-model

History provides the knowledge that human beings are not equipped with efficient methods for managing rapid change. Those changes made by other people that reach into your guts and pull out a piece of you with your dignity. I no realize th…

Little anxious.

Shaky breaths and hesitant hands that lost feeling a few minutes ago. These are the symptoms of holding back. Nervous at the gentle tap on your shoulder, scared that it may ask you to actually speak. Grasping both sides of the railing on a…

Paper v. Plastic

I find my sense of communication with you to be the same struggle each time. If I came to you in person not trying to hide how I felt, the sobs would have stopped me the way that they should. It's been this big debate between paper and pla…

First loves.

I don't believe any two are identical. With the longevity of a whale it could have consumed me. Mine was an incessant longing, a broken promise. Though I'm not sure who would do such a thig, the wounds remain. I suppose it was lucky, as I'…

Near peace.

I don't usually write on the good days. But this, for whatever the reason seems to be an exception. It's nice to be able to have faith in others. To release yourself from old ties, even if you find yourself trapped in them again at three. …

Flash-forward.

I long to fall. Never again in the loving sense, but fall in the sense that I no longer need to cling to you. Free-fall so that I may release you from my flailing limbs. I wish to flash-forward to a time that is not this one for a moment, …

Big Ben.

I set out to find something of kindness, the same that seems to have been swept from the world with a humanity forsaken, bloody doom. In one go, intimate conversation ran beneath the white table that covered it. Enjoyable human interaction…

After the Gulf of Mexico.

I'd love to not seem like the needy type, but I just really am. I don't need much though. Some bandages to fix the mistakes I still make. Pipe cleaners to scrub the gray matter that refuses to rest. A simple pillow to take your place. Any …

The modern art of conversation.

Try to keep it lighthearted. No one wants to be the only Debby-Downer at the table. Make fun of yourself- but not to the point where they can actually see your shame. Don't mention that time you went a few days with no food because then pe…

The box.

I wish it was anger or ignorance. Some simple flesh wound that I could understand. Something that I could for once believe. Something to just once trust. I long to smile at strangers again and tell them the generic "good" that was in my da…

Wait for it.

Many times, things are learned in the most painful ways. And I need to release this because all around me are all too sick of it. In actuality, I should be smiling right now... Wait for it. I should be so happy that you're forgetting about…

Sick

Matted hair, cruched spine, dreary eyes from lack of everything that used to be in them. But I suppose you never needed to see that, because I normally don't notice me either. I mean, who needs to? No one handles my mess better than I do s…

Debates on Defiance.

All throughout history, individuals have been seen revolutionizing themselves and others, but why? Of course, this is how change happens and is the reason that these acts against order are so sacrificial to one's well being. But change is …

Focal.

People are meant to have one thing that they pour themselves out to for the majority of their lives. But perhaps one gets misplaced along everything else that they must do. One tries to love everything that they do so that they are success…

A sliver and a half.

This may be a world that I have no business being in, but I suppose that in anyone that says that the statement would hold true. There is no difference betwixt the eye that flashes a flirtatious wink to the other that serves as a drawbridg…

A white abyss.

The mind has millions of fears as it grows to love. But, not everyone met is meant to stay in one's existence. It is never one's choice to then promptly be left. It hurts more than anything that I can think of. My mouth may form the words,…

16 things learned at 16.

As one dips a digit into the relentless sea that disguises itself as teenagehood, we ask several questions. Such as "How do I express all of these emotions?" We are told that they are a hormonal imbalance. But then in turn we ask that ques…

If you have time.

Come talk to me whilst I embrace myself with the wall that from which no flowers grow. Tell me about the words you forgot to tell the one person you would need to say them to. Discuss the halo of dewdrops that just happened to nestle thems…

Things I shouldn't be doing.

So holding things up in my mind is a horrible habit. That's obvious. But, would it be acceptable if someone took my life, like a car out of my hands and decided to drive? And after that, they crashed it? Is it okay to have those irritating…

Running.

There comes a time that one has to stop avoiding and start facing. Whether it be by force or choice, it happens one way or another. It's just so arduous to remember the conversations you'll have with a person that you got too close to. Ign…

Blurred.

Perhaps the world is round, so that a timeline, like a numberline could fit itself around it. So that the beginnings and the endings of things could become indistinguishable within one planet. Reaching any and all places. Time ticking in e…

Transparent.

Earlier in my life, I was invisible because no one cared to take an actual look at me. I now know how it feels to not be invisible to someone, to potentially matter, and I realize that I can't take it. Being considered close to someone, th…

Logistics.

Is it possible to hate one thing because it doesn't work, and then have someone else tolerate it? Perhaps I'm overexaggerating, or maybe it's just as bad as I though it was. Or it was a polite gesture made soley out of pity. I wouldn't be …

Wishing and missing.

There are some people that were meant to slip through the doors of our minds, and just as easily slip back out of them. Some of them are never missed, and some of them are too influential to allow them passed. Those old souls who just happ…

Back when that was what I NEEDED.

I've spent most of my time wondering what it is exactly that I've been spending most of my time doing. What has corrupted me so? I was once such a fine machine, with ananlogous grace to that of a liberal butterfly. And over what seems to b…

White.

At the end of the day, I wish there was a person to resuscitate me. I wish there was a way to take stitches to my soul and make it look whole again. So many wishes appear to be unreasonable, and most of the time they are. This time, maybe …

How easy it is.

I wish that there was a way to change the bylaws of human nature. Perhaps it's a common gene that gets shared. A gene that creates social animals that cannot function without the silent presence of the rest. Most people are somehow able to…