Eloquent Light

In this house we shed our skin, we left behind the old parts of our life that could not be carried over into the new.

Ten months. In ten months we detoxed the most toxic people we knew. We opened old wounds and cleaned out the infection.

Painful, yet worth it.

I miss the summer rain.

Fog And Mist

All dreams are now broken,

Truth is hard to face

When your young and resilient,

Life has another face.

Now lost in clouds of litany,

All my past comes back to me, Happy future, hard to see, I think of past joys,

Now out reach, out of touch,

With those I loved so very much.

And a cold fog grips my heart, A cold mist strangles the Sea, The Sea, I love so much,

Where no longer shall I sail,

Nor happy be.

Learning to feel my feelings in the moment that I feel them is a hard thing to relearn… Acknowledging that I feel sad because I am sad in a moment, and learning to not stuff it down for months on end is such a foreign concept.

But there’s certain things about my life I’m not thrilled with right now (mostly living situation related), and I’ve let myself feel whatever I need to feel about it instead of sucking it up and pretending it’s not there.