#emotionallygenerous

oh my heart this light is gold a glowing steady flame for a pair of eyes oh my heart this warmth upsets winter a bursting flood gates for an angelic voice oh my heart she is my sister oh my soul expands to take off in a flight of forgotten joys rediscovered oh my soul selflessly yearns in a vow to protect all that she is oh my soul she is my sister oh my bones this skin holds together for love to manifest among the living oh my blood these vessels navigate your destination for love to be understood amongst unclear situation oh my heart she is my soul

He painted her cheeks red with blood but without hurting her. It was a glance of him that made the blood rush to her cheeks. And it formed a beautiful painting for which he got the credit.

People sometimes surprise you with their kindness and I think there is no better kind of surprise.

Reminiscence

what it’s mine to share? besides the scars on my body, a bitter taste in my mouth, and the aching of my bones (feeling one hundred years old)?

I think my heart is beating differently. It must be. I’ve been listening to my heart for days now. It starts normal and steady. It lovingly beats to the sound of my mother’s voice, to worn out sneakers on concrete, to the yellowness of the sun beaming down on me. Warmth fills me and those days my head can be seen looking towards the sky. Then that’s when it happens. My heart takes a different beat. The sky cries above and everything feels like everything. The world lifts its pain from its shoulder and throws it onto me. The pain lives in me and there is no other choice then to endure it because I cannot seem to catch my breath, because the sky is now crying in me, because a part of me believes I deserve everything that is happening to me. Do I deserve this? Do I deserve all this agony? I am so very tired and I feel worthless. So, yes, my heart is beating differently. It’s breaking. It’s breaking for me. And every day, constantly offbeat, it breaks for me.

Lately, I've ended my days with a sigh.

it is difficult to want to stay alive when everything is falling apart and dying on the inside