I'm sorry if I can't bend If I'm incapable of being soft You see this world has worn and weathered the stone that was once my heart. There's so much I've never spoken Things I kept locked up Please don't judge me to harshly if I'm afraid of opening up It's that look of pity,... Continue Reading →
Times are changing and I'm entering a new, super scary path in life. On the one hand, I'm starting my summer seminar on Monday - 6 wks living on campus and preparing for grad school applications, the GRE and working on a super long writing sample (disability as monstrosity and multicultural feminismsim). I have 6... Continue Reading →
I wish I could tell you all the things that are racing through my mind Ask a million questions But in the end, I will never really know why I wish I could bring myself to hate you Yell the things I wish I said But I could never intentionally hurt Not the way that you hurt me I know you feel defeated, so I'll keep these words with me.
Can a wish fix a broken heart? Did you know what you were doing when you broke my heart? Can you tell me, did you plan to hurt me from the start? Was I some kind of conquest? Some sick little game? Was I some stupid fool you could make fun of and play? Well... Continue Reading →
There is no time limit or expiration date for healing. It is not a gallon of milk that has a use by date stamped onto the side of it. There is no right and wrong when it comes to time. There is no perfect guideline on how to steer that particular boat. Trauma and the... Continue Reading →