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“I’ve never known where I was going, I just knew I had to keep moving. But even without a destination in mind, I think I always sort of knew this is where I’d end up. In the end, we all reach the end we were destined for.”

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I caught up to you, on the last train of the night. For me, it’s the last train home. But where is this train taking you? I can tell it’s not taking you home, but it’s still the last train, so where is it you want this train to take you?  ~Beyond the tracks, past … Continue reading “I’ve never known where I was going, I just knew I had to keep moving. But even without a destination in mind, I think I always sort of knew this is where I’d end up. In the end, we all reach the end we were destined for.”

“You aren’t here anymore, but that doesn’t mean I’m alone. Even though it’s hard, I’m able to keep going with a smile, because of you… Thank you.”

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When my light begins to fade, And I cannot tell the difference Between the edge of our Sea And that rocky ledge Where old things go When they are called home. In that half-light, Where time splits open And everything that once could fly Embraces the finality Of a perpetual slumber, Know that when everything … Continue reading “You aren’t here anymore, but that doesn’t mean I’m alone. Even though it’s hard, I’m able to keep going with a smile, because of you… Thank you.”

“Pain is unavoidable, and sooner or later everyone reaches a breaking point. It’s okay that you’re broken, because being broken means you can be fixed.”

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I am drawn to you, Like starlight to black nights, Or else the rough sea To a sailors dreams. If I am to continue, My darling, I do so From your spark It has ignited the tinder, Shaved from my chest, Giving rise to a heat, A roaring light. You’ve gifted me the Sun, And … Continue reading “Pain is unavoidable, and sooner or later everyone reaches a breaking point. It’s okay that you’re broken, because being broken means you can be fixed.”

“I miss you, but that doesn’t mean I need you. I’m still worth something, even without you.”

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You did not take anything That I did not willingly give, So I cannot, will not, Place the blame on you. I thought I was empty, That nothing remained Outside of tattered love Where my heart used to be.   But I was wrong.   When nothing remains, When all I can claim Is the … Continue reading “I miss you, but that doesn’t mean I need you. I’m still worth something, even without you.”

August has arrived, and with it a more relaxed mood for my self reflections.

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I was so caught up in the rush, I didn’t bother to think about it at all. I wanted to ride this wave, to live in the fast lane, to never lose the wind blowing through my hair. I wanted it all so badly...that I never noticed. Well, more like I refused to acknowledge the … Continue reading August has arrived, and with it a more relaxed mood for my self reflections.

I’ve stretched out my soul to widen my shadow, the only part of me that seems to understand how much of a fool God must be for creating this bullshit.

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The Summer flickers into the year with lingering regrets; A medley of melted marshmallows and perfume laced bug sprays. It’s not a storm like the Spring, raging in, forcing growth and change, no. Summer stumbles with no direction, as if lost in all this sunlight, As if the added hours of daytime and sweltering drafts … Continue reading I’ve stretched out my soul to widen my shadow, the only part of me that seems to understand how much of a fool God must be for creating this bullshit.

I’ve made more friends with ideas set in ink than warm bodies, and that’s perfectly fine with me.

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I just want to read books for a weekend, without worrying about work or the world. I want to take away my sense of responsibility, for myself and every other self within a 10,000 mile radius. I want to spend hours browsing at bookstores, moving my fingers along exposed spines. Between all the paper and … Continue reading I’ve made more friends with ideas set in ink than warm bodies, and that’s perfectly fine with me.

I’m only wearing these emotions. It’s all painted on passion, washed away during any rainy day.

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It eats away at you from the outside in, or the inside out, or whatever fucking way makes sense to you. Honestly, it doesn’t mean a fucking thing, how this world breaks us. In the end, it doesn’t matter how a soul is ripped apart, because nobody has time to spare grief for another person's … Continue reading I’m only wearing these emotions. It’s all painted on passion, washed away during any rainy day.