So, recently I’ve been writing lots and lots of poetry. Either to perform or just to get some feelings out there into the universe. Writing is one of my favorite ways to express emotion. Words hold so much weight. I’ve decided to share some writing with you today,
(all from my journal)
“When you spend your first night with him, drinking on his roof, know, the stars will never look the same.
When you wake up in the morning craving cigarettes and caffeine, you’ll remember how he smoked menthols, and how much you hated it.
You won’t understand his art until he leaves.
You’ll see cries for help in his drawings, his paintings were the only medium of destruction that didn’t result in complete catastrophe.
You’ll blame yourself for his indifference, but eventually you’ll come to realize that you can’t save someone who won’t accept help.
You burned too brightly and he thrived in darkness.
For a while, you’ll keep looking for him. As you roam the streets at 3 AM listening to playlists he made for you.
Get rid of his old clothes. How can you expel him from your dreams if you wear his t-shirt to sleep every night?
Delete your old messages, yes voicemails too.
Wash your sheets and buy new candles, rid the room of the notes he’d leave in your notebook or next the the coffee you drank in the morning.
Dye your hair, pierce your ears, get a tattoo, do everything he never wanted you to do.
Be your own hero.
Make yourself a priority, this is YOUR time.“
Thank you for reading a little piece of my heart
(photos not mine!!!)