Morning Mumblings

In the moments that matter I’m focused on: the love or the self Seems it’s lately the latter Occupying the books on my mental shelf Find a different route Strip away these eyes blinded by self doubt, And I’d realize We’re all just looking to be loved Fully and awake Without pressure Or being fakeContinue reading “Morning Mumblings”

A Manic Pixie Kind of Lady

Often you surprise me, you talk to me wisely, I forget our age, when I feel infinite you’re here to ground me. I fly or I wanna try; I’m not static. I sigh and I wanna give up and die; “I’m a little dramatic.” Back and forth on nights when the moon is gone, manicContinue reading “A Manic Pixie Kind of Lady”