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I never knew grief until that day, When I came home to find my brother Sobbing on the kitchen floor. His chest heaving with heartbreak, Desperate whimpers escaping his mouth. All I could do was stand there In complete and utter shock. “Jackie passed away this morning”. Those ugly words rang in my ears Jackie... Continue Reading →
Happiness begins with living. With truly being free and comfortable in who you are. Happiness is yours to create. I used to grasp for people's hands, rely on other broken hearted people to ground me and make me feel - anything. Then, I lost the person I love. Then, I had to find myself again...... Continue Reading →
Alone in the garden I stumble upon an apple tree But this is no ordinary tree - no It has been in the family for generations This tree is strength, creation, protection, love… The tree sighs heavy breaths as it inhales and exhales The cool summer air. I breathe in sync with her Admiring her... Continue Reading →
Surely love is enough. The love I have for you That consumes me And fills me with Endless butterflies Is enough. Love is freeing, I can relax knowing That I have found Something so real So raw. But, It’s not everything I thought it would be… Yes, it is freeing And fun, Yet I feel... Continue Reading →
I was scared, holding onto the only love I've ever known. I was holding onto the old us. In the beginning, you tried, you made me happy, and I was a priority. You bought me little gifts, sent me sweet morning texts, surprised me at work, and actually made time for me. Then, months went... Continue Reading →
I yearn for broken things. For the things that make drunk lovers fall into eachother in the middle of the night and the things that keep them up while the rest of the world is asleep. I love you, I need you to break me, and I don't want you to apologize for it at... Continue Reading →
I can't stop myself from loving you, Even as you spit venom from your mouth, In between the sweet nothings That truly mean nothing at all. But they mean the world to me. I can't get enough. The venom hurts, then it burns, then it begins to corrode my veins. I feel my... Continue Reading →
It feels like years since I last saw you, since I last held you... When I try to think about life without you, my heart can't handle it. I collapse from the brokenness, the shards stabbing my weak heart. I try to give it back to you, begging you to take my heart back. Please... Continue Reading →
Her spirit knows there is something wrong before it is physically manifested. She has anxious, looming thoughts and feelings about the future. At night, her body curls up as she dreams of the depressing inevitable. She awakes, shaking, feeling a tear slide down her cheek. "No", she begs. "Please no..." The days continue on, the... Continue Reading →
If he loves me, he will try. If he loves me, he won't yell. If he loves me, he will communicate. If he loves me, he will listen. If he loves me, he won't leave. But - If he does not, he will walk away. If I love myself, I will not let his... Continue Reading →
The Blonde Quill 