Knock Knock Get The Door It’s Depression

You came without warning, and I fell in love so fiercely. You were all my eyes could see, all my soul could sing, all my hands could write. We were passionate fools, but you were everything, and so much more, to my heart. All the ink in my poems was filled with the light in your eyes. Still, your name beats there eternally.

All I ever wanted was to be ordinary. I've always known, instinctively, that I was not normal. It's never been easy being this sensitive—having superlative feelings that threaten to consume me. And yet, to survive it, you must become something more: you must not let it consume you, but instead offer it to the world. This is the nature of artists; they live on the edges, and in those extremes, they find more of themselves—material they fashion with beautiful sincerity to gift the world.

“What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.”

“When you give your heart away, you usually get it back in pieces, fragments. And often, a great deal of time passes before you realize that every piece wasn’t returned to you—and probably never will be. You crave nothing more than to get those small—but vital—fragments back; to return to the unbroken, undamaged version of yourself. But what’s been broken cannot be unbroken, and so all you can do is learn to live with the void of the missing pieces, to somehow find beauty in the wreckage.”

“Love is not a finite thing. It doesn’t just run out like gas in a car. Love is something you can never run out of, no matter how much you give away.”

“𝐼'𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝑅𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦. 𝑅𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦.”

Apologize to your body. Maybe that is where the healing begins.

“I want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares.” Saul Bass

Do you still think of Him?

Something Like a Metaphor

“I know it might be pitiful. But I’m not ready. I’m not prepared. I know I have to say goodbye to the person I trusted most in the world. But I’m not ready. I can’t face it yet. I know I can’t go back and fix it. But I don’t know how I will ever face it.”