What a struggle to be me, sitting here so patiently waiting for a new train to come, the last one long gone, gone, gone… We need nothing, and yet there is longing; we want everything, and yet here it is: everything, sitting on some stone in my backyard. All alone, it has sat. Continue reading “To Be Me”
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The Beauty Within
Take ownership of your mess, for your beauty can only be found within. Whether it be below your darkest depths, within your deepest fears––– no cande-lit room awaits you, and yet all I can do is cheer that I am here, and it is day, a new light borrowed from the same sun I ran fromContinue reading “The Beauty Within”