You make my flaws seem beautiful
In your eyes i am perfect.
You show broken heart
Is meant to be loved
In your love i heal.
You appreciate me
And what i do
That everyone had taken granted for.
You have led me to peace
with life in general
And i will never finish being in love with you !
Some people choose to be with the wrong one because it requires no change or growth from them to be in that relationship. You see, being with the right person and keeping them around requires you to constantly learn, mature and evolve. @PLECCA
Again, I say
We broke up
I say, "this is the last time."
But I keep letting you back in
Your enticing words
Dripped with thorns that felt like home
Being sure to remind me of what you considered was my worth
I see myself through you
That must be why you hate me
Well, I no longer need you
So goodbye negativity.
Most parents do not understand that their children already have enough critics at school, from their friends, to their classmates and teachers. Then they get home and have to deal with another bully, YOU, when you criticize, yell and insult them. It is important to be aware of how you further damage your child and contribute to their emotional issues. @PLECCA
in a galaxy of goddesses
saturn dresses in iris rings
neptune is wrapped in waves
of amber and amethyst
february stars shimmering
like pearls in her hair
and we are
two hearts in the snow
we revel in the beautiful cold,
in the light of a full moon,
in showers of pure magic
the world is falling together
and so are we
- ashley jane
I lay upon this woven blanket. Its weave thread baren in spots from wear and time.
Out here there is nothing.
Out here you can see for miles in all directions.
Out here no ambient light from a city shines,just the light from the moon and stars to guide your way.
Out here just the soft howl of the coyotes and the gentle chirp of the crickets sing to you their song.
Out here i look upon the stars in all their beauty and i don't feel alone.
They shine together like a mosaic of glittering diamonds. How many hopes and dreams have been cast upon them?
A tear slides down my cheek and disappears into my hair.
I am so alone in this big wide world, but here, out here in this moment under these be...
Let your love embrace me and make me its prisoner. Oh my God, so that I may know it.
The reason why we repeat the same old patterns is because it is comfortable and familiar to us. We do not think we can be any other way but “ourselves” no matter how toxic of an environment we find ourselves in. @PLECCA
Those who love blindly lose sight of the reasons they are together whenever they experience momentary darkness in their relationship. @PLECCA
I am the frayed end
Of a thick, brown rope.
Into a thousand directions
Into a million pieces.
What is peace?
There is only chaos
It is ear splittingly loud
All at once.
All at once
Feels a lot like
Where is that screaming coming from?
I can feel it inside me,
Writhing in the depths of
Or perhaps it’s wrapped in
My mind is so full.
My head is overflowing
With my own voice
What I can understand
I do not like.
The other meanings are lost in the
Of the internal
Oh thunderous t...
L I B E R A T E D
As if I was caged for several years & finally broke free.
From what? From whom?
From M Y S E L F.
A W A K E
Nearly 29 & I’m just now waking up.
Ironic, as I spent over a decade addicted to stimulants; wide-awake & sleep-deprived.
I am aware more than ever.
G R A T I T U D E
I am flooded with so much of it lately.
So much of it, I don’t know what to do with it.
I wonder what I have done to deserve it.
So much goodness;
So much greatness!
It really just
fills me with awe.
S O B E R
Let the child grow up and choose the vehicle it wants to drive. Don't force it upon the little one. What's important is to reach the destination intended...
Let the child grow up and choose/decide not to choose the path of spirituality
For all that you know, the child might enjoy walking on its own...
And it may be too late to date so wait and fate will find a way to bring you back together to set things straight. @PLECCA
In honor of the great Martin Luther King, a man of letters and consequence in both word and deed.
“Rarely do we find men who willingly engage in hard, solid thinking. There is an almost universal quest for easy answers and half-baked solutions. Nothing pains some people more than having to think.” - MLK
i watched you purify your world
with your lavender and sage,
the way you’d create your own
little secluded sanctuary,
secure in this piece of peace you’d made
you sip your chamomile tea and ask me
how i survive all the chaos
and i want to tell you how i hate it,
but if i am honest,
i don’t really know what to do
when everything is calm
you hold so strongly to your beliefs
but I don’t know how to be sure of anything,
so i cling to doubt and faith alike
you assume that i am stubborn and restless,
but it’s more that
i don’t know how to feel when i am still,
so i am always running away
from anything that demands certainty
i burn bridges because
the miles are dark when you’re alone,
and i need the...
Falling from the mountain of my dreams,
i noticed something,
i noticed the depth of freedom i was falling in,
the pride and agony that inherited me departed in a second,
the craving to do something vanished,
Mind just focused on one thing,
how can i survive?
how can i live a little longer?
because deep inside all i wanted was a chance to prove myself again,
a chance to give love and feel it as much as i can,
a chance to live the life of my dreams,
a chance to be free,
the fall made me realise my strengths and my weaknesses,
the fall i was afraid to take,
gave me a new perspective of life,
the leap i feared to perform,
made me free,
escaping the mundane rat race,
i experienced freedom for the ...
When I touched her body for the first time, I felt awkwardly scared. But slowly and steadily I started dissolving into her. My chest was trembling and I knew it wasn’t lust. Her smell was angelic and I could feel her warmth. My whole body wanted more and more of this divine touch. When we were lying in bed on your sides, facing each other as I held her leg and kept on my waist. She hugged me so tight like I’m her teddy bear. We made love for the first time and I cried a lot afterwards. It was true light for the lonely dove. Maybe I found a real love.