Some are moving targets Others are the guns Some get shot and never get up Others heal, and their wounds they seal Their scars are reminders though; lessons they feel.
“Are you..okay? Silence. “I’m Fine.” Silence. “I Love You.” Silence. “We need to talk.” Silence. “There’s something you should know.” *** Learn to read between the lines. Use your silences wisely.
If I’m his rainbow He’s my rainy cloud Some where over the horizon Where the purple sky is loud “The colors are an illusion,” through people, we’ve been told, “You guys are crazy!” But no, they’re just old. We’ve seen magic, Complicated sparks Brought us together, And pulled out our hearts Shaded them red Left words unsaid Yet, with […]
Behind the cloud A sky of blue Filled with birds, and spirits too Below the cloud Where I stand No one’s here to take my hand As I ache and as I cry I still can’t find the reason why My friends, they see it on my face, They can see the empty space. Behind […]
Dear Food, This is really hard for me to say and i hope you find it in yourself to understand where I’m coming from. For the longest time you were my comfort. You were there for me to keep me feeling full and satisfied when no one else was. You filled me up, kept my […]
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My best friend’s creative, colorful twist on some old grey goose bottles.