Kettle
The clock is ticking It’s time to decide Should I choose love Or should I choose pride If I don’t make a choice,
As soon as I start writing - I know it isn’t a good sign. Why is it that I never write about anything good? Maybe I’m afraid I’ll
I’m not religious, but today I sank down on the kitch… and I prayed to God. Like the ocean water, rhythmically… and rolling up the shore -
I have no words to explain how I… I don’t understand them, and it do… But with the guidance of fantasy… I feel like if I try I can unders… Of every situation
It’s unorthodox The river flowing– n’ the opposite direction of the r… It is going side stream, not even up or down.
Is this what peace is.. The rushing of the water, Like white noise. Everything drowned out. Clouds turning grey,
My mind is in a different world I make up stories of the unknown I put scenarios together I make a different story I don’t know what is real
It’s hard to remember what it felt like before I missed someone. The feeling when you forget how it’s like
I open my eyes and I am awakening The sense of the truth and reality That I have no idea what’s going… The external world is beyond my re… The devil will always preach
I came here on accident, best acci… Isn’t it clever, how these memorie… A love so slim, it made my blood r… Could never ever begin, the pain t… Lies were your actions, the truth…
More and more information fills my… I pull out the sift and I try to… all my thoughts my concerns, outside I complain, “Bring me to the days where
The tide brings me in, and I get… Deep deep into the dark blue sea. Underneath the tower the structure… and now it is time to see.
It’s really hard for me to picture… living the life of your dreams. I just always thought we would experience things togethe… Everyone I speak to
I woke up feeling a heavy weight i… almost like a thick wool knot inte… I got up and sat down and tried to… —visualizing it releasing.— I am holding on tight to something…
Spring for many people, brings a s… No longer must we harsh the cold w… We feel the sun on our face, and i… Like a new day, a new cycle a seco… To me spring feels like grief.