They say sadness is good for art This may be true, I write best when my soul aches and dark clouds cover my mind They say sadness is good for art, but someday I’d like my happiness to be visible in every word I write.
My heart pumps words instead of blood. They flow through my veins and out my fingertips. keeping me alive with every sentence I write.
We run in circles too afraid to say what we feel, orbiting around each other in the solar system of life, when all we really want to do is to collide and set the world on fire.
I like to say that perfection doesn’t exist. Why then have I spent my whole life trying to achieve it.
I always worry that I’m choosing the wrong thing I worry about it when I think about the effort it takes to get into the nursing program I worry about it when I think of how amazing it was to watch a real surgery I worry about it when I’m pouring my soul out on […]
it’s a funny phrase full of hurt and full of hope longing for love, but fearing the pain but still we say it and most of the time believe it if not today maybe someday
maybe i’m too needy maybe they’re too needy maybe we’re all just needy people looking for someone to need us
she was born with fire in her soul and stars in her eyes she had the whole world living inside her and only you could see it
What if I talk too much. What if I text too much. What if I’m not interesting. What if I’m annoying, What if they get sick of me. what if what if what if
short poem from 2017