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.
We write our way through life because it’s the only way to make sense of the world around us. We write to show our feelings We write to say things we can’t possibly say aloud We write to find ourselves We write to find our people, the ones who can’t contain all the words that […]
I like to say that perfection doesn’t exist. Why then have I spent my whole life trying to achieve it.
I put pieces of my soul on paper as though the act of writing is the same as breathing.
Peace is the moment when music and words converge and the quiet is no longer too loud.
I keep my thoughts safe between snug lines on blank pages hiding from the demons that prowl my brain, looking for innocent thoughts on which to prey. I keep my thoughts safe from the monsters inside me. They mess with my head and make my heart sad. they turn thoughts dark with no way to […]
I guess I was right my demons are too much and you finally got tired of saying “it’s okay”
I have a defiance that lives in my bones and sometimes it decides to be shown.