A woman. A well carved sculpture Embodying love, War And growth.
Today, I read old letters I once wrote to past lovers… It’s the words I wrote that truly spoke to me. My love has always been silent but bold. Silent Roar is what I call her. I let my heart bleed on those pages in fear of my love being to large to digest. IContinue reading “Day 11: Love Letter”
A visual representation of protecting your peace & No, she does not drink 8 glasses of water a day.
Just occasional sips from her wine bottle.
As you feed it apologies which are not meant to be said and lust to men who are not worthy; men who do not require refuge but seek it for the sake of curiosity; seeking asylum in sacred parts of your body.
My art doesn’t derive from human interaction, but rather the hollows they leave behind…
words deployed during the hardest of times, when butterflies and tongue ties wouldn’t allow me to let you know how I feel… they don’t even bother to last long enough to form a sentence.
“I hate you” But what I really mean is ”you’re hurting me”
I love myself enough for it to over shadow the love I initially thought I needed from others. K.M
I’m topless,standing by my window, Overlooking the lake. Realizing that life is about everything… Everything but life. K.M
I came across this piece just now and I was completely unaware that I wrote it, until I was half way through. In those seconds, it dawned on me how unbelievablely easy it was for me to write about topics I had absolutely no idea of. Now, that I’m learning to be aware ofContinue reading “Throwback “
you’re not a bad person for the way you kill your sadness… Each pill dissolving on your tongue, the way you wished your pain would. But pain is not like people, you can’t just talk it away, And people aren’t simple, you cannot force them to stay. 99 pills at once, Like problems shoved down yourContinue reading “A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes”
I love how it gives you a break from certain pain But others still find a way to creep up in your nightmares.
I consciously placed a sale tag on a non-discountable good. The one timeless peice, People would merely walk in and admire, Was on sale. Aware, But based on pure frustration, I wanted it to go. Those who walked in To purely admire it, Were in disbelief Those who had never seen it before, knew itContinue reading “For Sale”
“I have grown to understand that I’m difficult to love, not because I’m broken, but because I’m whole. I don’t give guys the luxury of loving me in parts. I love all of me whole heartedly, so it becomes difficult for a guy to squeeze through my insecurities to fill a void he might thinkContinue reading
I’ve actually gotten to the point where I have NO remorse, no apologies, about how I feel. You ever felt bad or guilty about your own feeling? Have you ever felt like your feelings had to be justified for them to be valid? Welp, not anymore. And I love it. This is who I amContinue reading “I’m so unapologetic nowadays. I love it.”
He has a constellation of freckles on his face and you’re busying trying to figure out how your name comes into it. The words he utters puts you out of place, yet you still try to fit yourself in all the spaces he has created. In the mist of everything. You try teach him howContinue reading “No Good Comes From Loving A Person Who Doesn’t Love You Back…”
When I became a manI put away childish things But before I became a man I didn’t always fit the shoes of a KingI was a child trying to find his way The toys I played with kept my eyes occupied And left my eyes in a lustful boyish frenzyMy playmates had long legs, shortContinue reading “When I Became A Man – Caleb Jones”