Posts
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Too fast
Every time I think I didn’t care
Every time I think you did nothing to me
But I can feel you
Creeping around who I’ve become
In my relationships
Beyond you -
I didn’t know how to do this,
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Family from far away
Here, for the first time in years
With family I haven’t known
But still, family.
And I like it here.
The first vacation
I’ve actually enjoyed
So far away from my own home
Which usually I hate
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Busywork
I feel useless
Unproductive
No one needs me right now
Good
I have nothing to do
B o r e d o m.
I can't stop thinking about you
I assign myself tasks
Keeping me occupied
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First
I'm not going to lie,
I don't care -
I never really did.
I didn't last year
And I still don't.
But.
It does give me that
Teeny
Tiny
Itty
Bitty
Little
Bit of
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Sometimes you can't
Sometimes you just can't.
The hardest part is accepting it,
At least for me.
Accepting that you won't be able to
Carry every load
Be every version of yourself
Always be the best
Meet every expectation.
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The way
My fingers know the way
When my mind does not
I will overthink it
And misstep
Hit the wrong key
Cringe
And try again
If I let my fingers take the reins
I think we’d have something
Loves
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Father
An apology that will never happen
From either side.
Cursed with your pride,
Instead of emerald green eyes.
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She Was Blamed; It Wasn't Her Fault
“It was her fault
She was wearing that skirt
Practically asking for it”
No
No she wasn’t
She was 15 years old
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17
on the night that you broke your eyes open,
cried into candy packets you found at the petrol station smelling like gasoline and regret
in your still-standing baby teeth like slabs of sugared marble there were
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dear mother, are you really mine?
sometimes, i lay my head against my mother’s chest. i think. gaze up at her. and this time, when i look at my mother, i see. i see a powerful woman. she is nothing short of beautiful.
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金継ぎ - In Memoriam
gold highlights the scars
gone but can't be forgotten
the gold reminds usthat
we did this we're corr-
-upted We spilt red blood from
gold veins Remember -
Weaving It All Together
I would weave in the tears of a mermaid, the breath of my love, and the drop of the ocean