Category: INTROSPECTION

a break

I think I need to take a break for a bit. The only things I want to write about are big things I’m not done processing and parts of me I’m not ready to show the world quite yet. I’m not trying to be dramatic. But I feel things really fucking deeply and my brain…

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going with the flow

I’m learning to go with the flow, the flow of my energy, that is. I used to set the same productivity (and even social) expectations without taking into account the natural flow of my physical and mental energy. And then I would fail. I would fail because I would often set my expectations in times…

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wicks and whispers

We laid down our answers With a restlessness in our limbs And a numbness in our hearts Surreal encounters half-forgotten Running our fingers over pretty scars Memories of Love etched in the skin Of our souls   We laid down our answers The answers we had demanded in the past Meticulously crafted and quickly bought–…

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confession

Shout, shout at the Moon Shout all you want to She won’t grace you with a whisper She doesn’t wander, she isn’t like you Though there are nights I look up at the sky And I witness a sort of reply In her ancient, glassy eyes They suggest a bigger, brighter, warmer light Well, that…

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would you

I’ve never known A faith without holes At least ones I can’t account for Honestly or easily I used to be scared to admit it Afraid it’d mean I’d have to quit it But the truth is I’ve also never known I’ve never known A love that could compete with yours Never felt a freedom…

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two and one

there is a young, young man standing at the end of the pier turmoil in his eyes worry in his hands dread heavy in his feet repeating like a broken record the sea breeze shouted at me said there isn’t anything true to believe and the sun shined and it sighed theres nothing more than…

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on silence

I’m feeling more in touch with myself than I have for a while. I owe that to taking the last few days to “de-noise” my life. I was feeling overstimulated by work (preschoolers are beautiful little universes but they aren’t exactly known for being tranquil or low maintenance) and by a host of thoughts needing…

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stream of consciousness

I’m scared if I don’t write, don’t get some of what’s on my mind out, I’ll have another panic attack in the middle of the night and not be able to sleep. I think I’m tired from the day, think I’ve taken in too much information and my brain doesn’t have the capacity to sort…

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