Photo taken at Devil's Lake, WI ❤️
I flied free until you caught me in your mason jar... My light restrained to your compact glass world. I fluttered against the walls you kept me within... Imprisoned alone and nakedly observed.
Rusted metal and frosted glass stained with my inner desires. Bottled, sealed, and packed away... Stored with the rest you've acquired.
Last night my patient was told she had two months to live. Maybe more, maybe less... She sat there listening to what the doctor had to say about her poor prognosis, tears building behind her eyes. He tenderly answered her questions, leaving her no more further scenarios to ponder within her bald head. He left. … Continue reading Two Months
I wanted you to uncover those memories, like weeds in a flower bed. I was hoping you'd find the good ones... But I'm afraid you found the bad ones instead.
Let me find where you lead....
Last night you failed to pollute my dreams with your familiar face... And I awoke feeling refreshed and freed from by your ghostly embrace.
Go ahead. Bottle up your broken promises and empty oaths... Seal it tight with glue made from your ghosts. Hide it safe and don't ever let it shatter... Your words to me will never fucking matter.
Happiness can be found in the simplest of places.
I don't know how many times you've been broken. I don't know from how high you have fallen. I don't know how you got where you are now. But I do know one thing... I will stand and fight with you.