(2013)
I wrote this while in Costa Rica and experiencing culture shock. It's interesting how my writings have different meanings for me each time I read them.
1). World of possibility veiled in the hands of a little gi… faded out of consciousness... 2).
Nowhere, nowhere I wanna go nowhere with you Let’s be empty together and fill our glasses with the nothingness we share
She died and they viewed it as a t… Salvation was not hers. The real tragedy is their judgment as it limits them from seeing the life she lived;
Finding effortlessness in the healing process through acceptance and creativity. Every part of me makes up my entir… No need to hate
Memories pass by, pass through. The heavy ones hit hard. Great posture can help one stand
I’m jealous of your ability to esc… It seems to be so easy for you to,… dismiss the causes of your pain an… by getting drunk and “having fun,”… “It’s not easy for me, you know...…
Can addiction to joy be compared to that of sadness? Can the lost little girl drink tea with the Hatter and all his Madne… If love is the nature of the soul,
Sitting on a fence behind me is devastation & destruc… the lifestyle most chosen familiar full of false comforts
The ego experiences less pain when the realization that nothing… I tend to behave as an introvert m… wrapped up in the contents of my m… It’s a jungle in there and I love…
So many facets of the mind make li… we can be so alive and feel like w… we can be dying and feel so alive we can have calm surroundings and… we can live a midst violence and h…
Flowing through the flesh of my bo… vibrations aligning with my pulse. Ego deteriorates and my soul is fu… In this moment of transcendence Clouds roll over.
Dreams dead. Hopes burned to shreds. Reality hit by a lightning bolt. Perceptions of an identity lost, Ego in revolt.
center “I’m just gonna play what I wanna… cause it feels good to do that.” Funk yeah, Beth! Funk yeah!
The experience of a poetry open mi… frees us from cultural restriction… enabling us to explore the human e… in a space of truth and vulnerability
Walk in small steps and remember, We’re dancing we’re just dancing for those moments