Life is simple
If we can differentiate
Between the Constants
In our life.
Am I limiting
In turn, am I
Is it much
that it seems?
I'll love you more.
Hurt me once,
I'll hurt you twice.
Y regresó... La bestia que hunde sus afilados y gélidos colmillos en mi pecho, que mastica mis entrañas desde dentro mientras aún vivo estoy. Presentía su llegada, más nunca intenté evadir su inmisericorde ataque. Irracional y patéticamente ofrezco la desnudez de mi pecho, en sacrificio de un sentir que necesita redimir la estupidez, la imbecilidad. Y mientras grandes trozos son arrancados, mientras sollozo en silencio el brutal dolor, espero, anhelo una frase, una palabra siquiera, que brinde la anestesia a mi suplicio, mas recibo la inerte mirada de quien parece estar ahí, más no lo está. Es cuándo infiero que siempre estuve solo, que no hay miradas inertes, no hay bestia... Que el reflejo ...
A man who cooks is attractive.
A man who does the dishes is irresistible.
Cc: Mr. Rob
His eyes, were a shade lighter,
the kind that resembled
a hazy sunny afternoon,
surrounded by wrinkles at their corners
every time he smiled at me.
Every time he sighed
nd he called me love,
made my heart skip a beat,
the way he held me in public, proud,
and i knew it was different, better
because he wasn't you..
She traveled far and
She traveled near
Only to learn that
Her heart was here.
She ran far and
She then ran close
Only to learn that
Her heart was her house.
She loved so many
Who didn’t love back
She then withdrew her
Heart the with its crack
Now, she is different
And she goes it alone
She doesn’t wander
Very far from home
She often wonders when
She said goodbye and
When it was that she
Decided no longer try.
The world does not owe you happiness, compassion, love, respect or appreciation. The worlds owes you nothing. You are where you are because of your decisions, not your circumstances or fate. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and being bitter to others.
Take responsibility for your actions. Be big enough to accept responsibility for your happiness and tell yourself you'll make it work.
It’s time to just turn the page. To see what’s next. Move on. Start a new adventure. Leave the old behind.
Would have lived with blood no charm
In the shackle's verdict prey
Would cuff my bones and glaze the flesh
In moments, but how could they
Feed on fear, on the afraid sheer
Suffering head and the molten soul
On smiles on scar and a skin that's tar
On a patient spear on the broken toe
Would have tried with all my might
To swim and walk in the freezing fire
Would love to drown in evil mound and
Sit on coal for the selfless night
Patience crude and an ego rude
The stars I see deep down the sand
Wounds so fresh the flesh so tight and
Crawling tired the no man's land
Would have taken swifts to borrow
Breaths that tremble in a trembling throat
“You’re my desire.”
“You’re my madness. Save me.” He whispered.
His lips gently brushed across hers. She gasped, lips parting, when he caught her bottom lip between his teeth, tugging tenderly.
She knew he could be rough with her, yet he wasn’t.
Apart of who he was, who he will always be around her, meant he would treat her with kindness rather than devour her. He salvaged sweetness over the rough waters crashing like waves inside him. Fighting the ocean was something she wanted to conquer. But she held back, knowing his sweet disposition kept her on dry land until the day the waves would pull her under. When they would swim together and survive the current as one.
Pain is one of our greatest nemesis. We searched far and wide to find ways to kill it. But eventually, we realized that pain is not the real enemy. It is a no nonsense honest friend.
Pain is a signal for you to heal. It's a sign that something is wrong. And I'm not just talking about the physical. It tells you if there's a relationship that needs attending to. It challenges your strength, your faith and your humility.
You may say that, what are painkillers for? It just hide the pain. But it doesn't take it away. The best way to recover from pain, is to endure it. Then, and only then, can we heal.
In simple words, there is no healing if there is no pain.
Driving through the blizzard with the broken radio brought a wave of nostalgia... our last winter together.. incomplete tunes, biting emptiness, foggy road ahead & an immeasurable distance between us...