Clearly by now if you follow this site you will have realized that I am notconsistent. I go through periods of consistency. Where the creative juices areflowing and I channel them in the correct, productive way. In those periods Ican update content several times a week if I’m really on top of it. Then thereareContinue reading “Changes”
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Being Human
Hello! It’s been a few weeks since I shared some writings, and many months since I have made a blog post on here. I’ve been having a lot of stress in my life, it’s been increasing, I feel like I need to let it out, and this is my space. So here it goes. IContinue reading “Being Human”
Without You
There are moments In my life Where I pause Because, I feel guilty For living Them Without, you
Pale
I want To remember- The sun’s glow, The moon’s shine, And the stars sparkle But it all seems… Insignificant Without your smile
Imprinted
Some of the happiest Days of my life Involve your light Some of the darkest Thoughts in my mind Were quelled by you And your voice still echoes In the small aches That move through me
After You
There are days Where I move through Life, blissfully And there are days Where the contrast In my life Of before And after You Is starkly clear
Numb
The wind flows Through my hair The birds sing To my ears The sun shines On my face And I feel None of it Because I am lost In this world Without you And my heart Feels empty With you gone
Cloudy Skies & Burnout
I, am tired. When you get down to it, we’re all tired. The last year has pushed us and pulled us in so many different directions that it’s hard to know which way to go next at this point. Do I focus on work? Do I focus on projects at home? On hobbies? I feelContinue reading “Cloudy Skies & Burnout”
Inside
My lips are numb From speaking The same words Over and over My head pounds From trying To reason Again and again My heart aches From feeling So alone Day after day
For Women
I like to imagine A world changed Without glass ceilings A system, rearranged I like to imagine Our daughters freed, From limitations That held you and me I like to imagine These aren’t dreams And the world may be Better than it seems
Little Perceptions 