To Be Me

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”

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”

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