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Phase
I think I’m escaping. Like I’m sinking into distractions. Feeling the pervasive dwindle of my connection to reality. Understanding that existence takes many stages. Transitions and tipping points. Phases. I am phasing. I want this to feel like the movies feel. A cinematic romance to growing pains. Like the girl cutting her hair and starting…
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Do I love you or Do I want to be you?
Do I love you or do I want to be you? That is the question I’m left with. As I transition my space back into my own.. Doing the laundry and setting calendar reminders–I wonder if I know what love is. All those identifiers. The mounds of characteristics I placed on to you. On our…
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What Then?
Would I be nicer if I got everything I wanted? Would I be happier if I lived the life I planned? Would I feel less chaotic? Would I treat the world differently? What if I didn’t recognize my mid twenties as the end? If comparison meant striving for more than my childhood dreams that seem…
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Beautiful
You can only think that I am beautiful. Don’t you get that? Don’t you remember when you told me that I am? Told me that you want me. That I am the most beautiful in the world. So how can you think she is pretty? That girl? Those people? Or that woman in the picture…
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Smooth
Smooth Like working up the courage just to blow it. Like presenting what you know and learning more. Smooth Like the skin of a woman who’s early lessons dealt with appearance and sensation. Like a plea to an authoritative power that needs intervention. Smooth Like a moment in time where everything feels possible. Like dark…
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I Pledge to Me
Balancing my emotions. Understanding myself. Taking responsibility for how I feel. Voicing my opinions and not sitting in annoyance. Having my own back. Enforcing boundaries that feel comfortable to me. Checking in with myself. Being honest with myself. Respecting myself. Controlling my feelings. Feeling, but expressing within the scope of my audience. Making good first…
Thoughts In My 20z 