I just want to feel something againDone with brokenNumbAnd sad. I just want to be myself againDone with mourning,WhatI had. I just want to love someone againDone with lonely,GoingMad. I just want to know myself againDone with excuses,FeelingBad. I just want toWant toNeed toBe just whole again. But I don’t know if I can.
Sometimes I have these days where I feel a bit disconnected from the world around me. I don’t know if disconnected is the right word to use, because it’s not really what I mean exactly. They’re days where I feel a little fuzzy. Not the fluffy kind – but the grey-snow-on-the-tv kind of way. Scrambled.Continue reading “‘Real’.”
When I was younger I played a lot of tennis. A lot a lot of tennis. And I loved it, until I didn’t. But that’s not really the point of that first line. Because I was looking back at my shiny tennis career (just kidding, I wasn’t really that great) today. Mostly because I wasContinue reading “Quitting to win.”
It’s when I stopped looking For you….All the time,Every time,That I found the time. No more staring at the driveway,Or just glancing at the door,Waiting,Knowing you won’t come around no more.No more staring at my phone,Or looking for your name, on the list of who read what where,Waiting,Knowing you’re no longer there. It’s when IContinue reading “Puzzled”
The beautiful thing about books, for me, is the power there is in rereading them. There’s books that feel like old friends, that I’ll pick up every once in a while and read, even though I’ve plowed through them 20 times before. And each time I read them, they’ll make sense to me in differentContinue reading “Stone-age Love”
A blanket of snow Covering a broken heart Won’t make it colder. Wait just a second Did I really just write A legit haiku? Yes. Yes, YES I did About love, as usual Guess I AM a poet.
Tricky topic today!One I actually doubted to post about, even, for a while. Just because, yaknow. Tricky.Mostly because I like to be seen as a nice person, even though I’m quite aware of my (many) flaws and the fact that I am, in fact, not really that nice of a person (I always strongly identifyContinue reading “Popular Girl Brain”
A lot of the reflecting that I do is brain-related. Or well, I obviously don’t mean the gushy slimy grey matter lump sitting there in your skull, but the brainy things connected to intelligence, or consciousness or awareness and patterns/behaviors that it controls. It’s fun to think about thinking. Or at least, that’s how IContinue reading “Clueless – Blissfully Unaware”
A lot of the work I do these days is writing and rewriting texts that we’re to use in our bids. Limited by formatting and word restrictions – this means that I spend parts of my days reworking rough drafts of text to ‘fitting’ end-versions that are supposed to convince our clients to definitely chooseContinue reading “A fresh view”
‘It’s ok.’They tell me.‘You were just brainwashed,by him and the scene he painted.’ And I’ll smile a crooked smileAsking them ‘what brain?’‘I lost that way before him.’‘I’ve always been out of my mind.’ ‘It’s the heart that he stole.’‘And the love that he took,that now leave me feeling empty.’ It’s when their helpful eyes hardenIt’sContinue reading “Crooked smile”