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Being me, I don’t know what that means Stretching myself into the unknown Until it hurts to be seen. Resting my fears in your consciousness While finding you means loosing me. I wonder- if the space in my heart for what is right grows..
I wonder if love stories can outgrow themselves. That they missed so may right timings and failed all needs at the wrong moment. I am wondering if you could have been what I saw you being in other parts of yourself…
And today is not a Moment existing beside my reality, it is the blood that is running through my veins, rising to the surface when in pain, rushing to unburden, heal my shame and remind me: In feeling there is gain.
I guess they say it is writing that helps you to remember what you don’t want to want, makes you feel what you don’t want to deny, and respect what was yours, to begin with. This is a letter to the one that numbed and burned the most...
Almost midnight, mid week, mid quarter, mid year. Crowded house playing in the background and my fingers are hesitant to type. So many times I lost you, tried to keep you close, played those songs…
It took me a while to admit that I wasn’t listening to you, that I pushed you aside and was mad at you for every attempt of speaking up
. I cut you off more times than I can count
and denied you when you needed my loyalty the most…
I guess I felt really uninspired... I wanted to write honestly. Wanted to say what I am actually feeling. All the fears I am breathing at the moment. But I just couldn't. If I would have, I would have had to feel the void…
It still feels like a bad dream to me. Our goodbye like a missed punchline. All the time spent waiting, hoping and wondering. All the days spent doubting. I tried so many times to awake myself. To push my heart back into reality, but reality feels like a lie without you.
This is a song I wrote a some time ago. You can let it be about whoever you need it to be. Make it mean the things you need to hear. For me it was about justice and sorrys. Believing in yourself after too lates…
You are a home that has been turned into a war zone. And even though everything happened for a reason that you do not fully understand yet, it is time to come home. Come home and win the very …
I wanted to mean danger in the most innocent ways. Scaring your fears to death while calming a restless breath. With a look in my eyes that unveils every failed attempt of love as a declaration of lies …
Some days feel like I can forget how it felt to be held by you. Where I don't remember the look in your eyes when you took my hand and shared a piece of your precious heart with me…
Dear heart, learn to lose it all. Don’t hold back the insanity of being an endless history... eternally wandering on the search for life and beauty. Barely hanging on to hope and the path filled with doubts.
I’m having some time to think about stuff since it is finally weekend. I had little to no time for meditation/ lying in my bed and processing my life and that is something my heart is desperately…
Caught in between unfinished stories and what if’s . How to draw the line of where your heart can’t take it any longer.... is there a point where the feeling of uncertainty reaches more power than the love you..
Poetry pick for this month... You never stole from me. Never forced my heart. Never caged me in. Since the first day I met you, you left my soul free and my spirit open
I saw a willow tree, breaking the sunset into soft layers of soft sunbeams. You were deeply rooted. Unshakable unmovable fascinating. The surface showed layers and layers of fights and trust.
what do you do at the point of total failure...of impossibllities. The end of you holding onto hope... of too much pain . Of being the kind of lost where you feel restoration is impossible.
Peace. That is a place where we feel home. When everything is restless, gets too busy and we feel like we lost something ... I think we like to go back to that place where we felt home. Maybe home is...
"I wonder if there will be a morning when you'll wake up missing me. That some incident in your life would have finally taught you the value of my worth. And you will feel a surge of longing when you…