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I told you how I feel. I didn’t tell you how I feel. That I fell in love too quickly. That I fell in love when it was too late. We didn’t have enough time. We had too much time. I told you the truth. I lied to you. That I never kissed you. That
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I carry the weight of my ancestors in my bones. Those in saris and those in chains. Change. ChaiNs. They are calling my name. In this day and age. Who knew there was such a thing as a modern day slave?
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i’m falling out of love with your melody when your music used to sound so good to me. it was more than music for my ears. it was music for my heart to beat to and now i don’t really need you…
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I haven’t written here in a while and I mean truly written how I feel. Maybe this is part of the growing up process. I am no longer as dependent on social media to give me a sense of worth and belonging. I have spent fourteen years on social media trying to “find my tribe”
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You were one of the most surreal years of my entire life. January was full of sadness and anticipation for February. February was exciting and disappointing. March and April were for recovery. May saw a complete turn around. A wedding, graduation, and a new relationship. June was chaotic with a moment of complete bliss thrown in for good
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Poison in my heart Becoming part of my art Reaching catharsis
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Your light burns brightly Blinded by such perfection How could I resist?
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She hurt me more than I can bear Her cold tired eyes embracing every inch of my body Her hands, the softest I’ve ever held So delicate for someone with so many scars Reaching out to touch her felt like a dream But she never really opened up to me Overextending myself for someone that
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You should know by now I boldly confess all sins And you were my first
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Color me impressed You have left your mark, my dear Waiting is torture
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Trapped In The Margins 