5 weeks. That's how long I guess it's been. And I was done before we could ever begin. Sleepless nights spent on conversations that turned out to be meaningless I don't understand. What happened? I thought you took me out to sea But you never thought we left the shore You never even wanted to … Continue reading 5 Weeks (Out at Sea)
Tell me your dreams Tell me your stories Tell me your thoughts, all your allegories I want to know what it is that you like Tell me what keeps you up at night What songs make you feel alright, what songs make you come alight? Tell me your secrets, Of joy and of woe, Tell … Continue reading A Silent Plea
little by little she played with her fiddle though the sound was awfully bad her fingers were sore, her arms giving up but still she refused to be sad she'd pluck and she'd tune, sat alone in her room the neighbours all thinking her mad she had dreams you see, of full concert halls and … Continue reading little by little
https://youtu.be/qr2wrpvdvlI Hi, my name's Amanda, and I have anxiety...do you? You, looking for a way to stand out, thinking this will make people care about you. It won't. Being a good person will. But yeah, I see you. You're romanticizing something that millions of people struggle with every day so let me just tell you: … Continue reading Anxiety is Not an Accessory
Silent breaths were all she had left. Silent steps to silent rooms with dirty men and toxic fumes She knew this all would be her end but sleeping's best when in the tomb. Silent breaths. In. Out. The dirty men led her to bed, The toxic fumes, they fixed her head. Silent steps. Left. Right. … Continue reading Silent Breaths & Silent Steps
Someday I’ll meet someone whose hand fits right in mine I know the thought is childish, but it’s also quite divine You see my palms are sweaty, a bit too big, and scarred from time, But someday I’ll meet someone whose hand fits right in mine. Someday I’ll meet someone who’s full of big ambitions … Continue reading Someday I’ll Meet Someone
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