Tag: Life lessons
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Consequences
July 28, 2026 Each choice we make, both small and wide,Leaves footprints where our hearts reside.Though time may soften every scar,It cannot change the marks they are. I cannot beg the tide to stay,Nor wash the things I’ve cast away.No pleading voice, no whispered plea,Can rewrite what has come to be. You placed your trust…
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It is what it is
July 26, 2026 Spoken words with steady grace,As though no storm had crossed your face.They came so non-chalant and clear,While mine dissolved in silent fear. Mistakes I made had broken trust,And left your heart to feel unjust,For standards that you set so high,Could not be met, though I would try. Said out loud with ease…
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If I were gone
July 23, 2026 I do not mean the kind of gonewhere flowers gather in the rain,or names are carved in weathered stoneto whisper softly of our pain. I mean the quieter kind of gone,where footsteps simply cease to fall,where no one turns to call my namebecause I wasn’t there at all. No shadow stretching in…
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A World Collapsing
July 15, 2026 Tonight the stars forgot to shine,and silence swallowed every sign.The little world we came to knowbecame a place I couldn’t go. But I went in anyway,Knowing you chose not to stay,Consumed with thoughts and wondering why,I wasn’t worth for you to try. You knocked upon my hopeful heart,then somehow chose to drift…
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The Inheritance of Survival
Why is it that when someone dies, we feel compelled to bury their ugliest truths alongside them? We sweep their failures beneath the rug, polish their memories until they gleam, and tell stories that soften the sharp edges of who they really were. The day you died, a part of me died with you. I…
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When Love Made Her Brave
She folded herself into corners,quiet as dust drifting through sunbeams. The world barely noticed she existed,and her voice was never loud enoughto rise above the scattered chatterof crowded rooms. She believed her presence left little morethan a footprint in wet sand,destined to be erasedby the tide’s inevitable return. Her dreams traveled as whispers,carried on summer…
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The Devil Reached Her
She was not taken in some violent moment.No thunder split the heavens.No crimson omen bled across the sky. She disappeared quietly-through the aching hunger to be chosenby hands that only ever reached halfway.Through accepting confusionbecause even confusion felt warmerthan the loneliness echoing through her hollowed ribs. She opened her heart freely,pouring herself into thosewho drank…
