Check out the start of this week’s topic by clicking here. Top of the morning/day/evening to yous! Let’s not waste anymore time. Shit happens. No matter how prepared we are to face the troubles of the world, their is always the unexpected. Flat tires, breakups, natural disasters, etc. These things happen and we may feelContinue reading “Outlasting The Unexpected”
Tag Archives: #emotion
Can’t Predict the Weather
No expectations creates better stability. Master this art to endure the unknown. Maintain self-control to remain yourself.
The Senses Between
Will you remember me? Once I exit the room, am I still what you see? Does your blood rush to the spots under the surface I touch? Is the love that lives enough to keep the passion afloat? Can you feel a part of me that no one else has discovered? Where our senses meetContinue reading “The Senses Between”
Locked Away
In the silence of the night, my mind speaks to me. I can hear the voices of my past reminding me of times my heart was left unchecked. Now my heart checks on my mind. Making sure the whispers stay exactly where they belong; in the past. Trapped behind the doors of my memory.
Feels
A turn. A twist. A curve. Hit or miss. Who can you count on when trouble is amidst? A boat. A train. A car nor a plane. Where will you hide your clear thoughts from the insane? A house. A cabin. A question of happiness. Will you smile when your heart is ravenous? An idea.Continue reading “Feels”
Nice guys don’t finish at all!
“Nice guys finish last” You know, I never thought about this saying until recently. I’m sad that it took me this long to realize the truth in such a statement. I mean really think about it. This saying has been around longer than I’ve been alive. I’m not sure of when this saying became aContinue reading “Nice guys don’t finish at all!”
Cooking without butter
I’m lashing out, can’t be without, can’t think the thoughts, blinded seeing spots, remorse in my plot, bleeding because we fought, overcoming doubt,please let me out, stuck in a concrete box, hearing gunshots, I think my body dropped, walking dead in my Crocs, put this in a pot and you get- Scrambled thoughts
Writing out loud (Loveless)
Then one day it all comes apart. You’re chest is filled with loose change in place of your heart. Is it true what they say about nothing last forever? Or is just a coincidence that the universe thinks is clever? Not sure if I want to be in another’s sights anymore. I’ll be a hardContinue reading “Writing out loud (Loveless)”
Writing out loud (heavy)
I’m not sure which part is left untouched. I’ve been beaten and battered and I just don’t get to write much. They say karma comes around and pays you back eventually. All my good karma must be tied up right now, essentially. Things are changing like shifting plates, shaking up my entire life. Career, relationships,Continue reading “Writing out loud (heavy)”
