Worn

We cannot explain the way that words can hit us like snow
Falling from worn rooftops;
Jack frost is not always lingering
And the pain is always hindering;
Words are the shattered glass
That we try our best to handle with care;

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Our moon is such a rebel,
Showing its glow before the sun ducks below the horizon;

Sunshine Blogger Award (:

Hello! I’d like to thank autistsix for recognizing me on her blog, which always has wonderful and inspiring posts that I look forward to reading every time I log on. I was excited to answer the fun questions that you shared (:

Here are the rules for this award:
1. Thank the person who nominated you in a blog post and link back to their blog.
2. Answer the questions sent by the person who nominated you.
3. Nominate new blogs to receive the award and write them new questions.
4. List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or your blog.

My responses:
1. If humans disappeared what current life form would become dominant? 
Sharks

2. What is your favourite flower and why?
White daisies because they’re under-appreciated.

3. Have you continued any hobbies from childhood (details required)?
Writing (:

4. Favourite and most hated food?
Favorite food is pasta and most hated is probably bacon (I know, I know)

5. If you ruled the world what would be the biggest change you’d make (not world peace that has been achieved under your rule)?
I’d make education an affordable and outside-of-class experience, restructure the education system to require all students to do charity work, and include life skills into the education system so when students grow up, they know how to pay bills, refinance, and balance their lives and money.

 

My nominees:
drksideofthemo
on2001
ayatesthewriter
j matthew waters
consciousoftheheart

 

My questions:
1. What is your favorite movie or movie series?

2. In a parallel universe where everyone is a color, what color would you be?

3. Why did you start blogging?

4. Do any of your friends or family know that you have a blog?

5. If you could be ant fictional character, who would you be and why?

Intelligent Life

Beings of intelligence
Of all we think we know-
Even before we learn,
Even before we grow,
We are experts;

Nothing short of confidence
Nothing short of tall strides,
But we struggle with acceptance-
Of what we lack,
Of what we hide;

And we all hide the fact,
Or deny the fact,
That we really know nothing
At all,
For in the vast scheme
Of the universe,
We are an overstatement
Of small;

Grammar Lessons in Therapy Sessions

You were always meant to be,
A series of parentheses;
Not even worth a word,
Only a couple of lines
Filled with unnecessary nonsense
That make the sentence that you are
Stuck in
That much stickier,
That much longer,
Without effect,
Without necessity;
No one truly cares to have
Anything to do
With whatever life you have
That you consider to be necessary;

Empty Houses

We wonder why we are worth anything sometimes – why anyone takes interest. What makes me deserve this life? This is a question that we will all ask ourselves at one point in our lives, or several. However, there will come an epiphany, whether it be through a mental realization or inside of the arms of an individual. We will open a window in our minds that has not yet been touched. Sometimes it takes another special someone to do it for us, but once that window is open, we feel relief. We feel important. We feel loved. We need this person. And sometimes we will do stupid things to keep him or her. Sometimes we will do stupid things to push him or her away, out of fear. Opening this window will not always welcome sunshine. The sunlight does burn, and sometimes we must learn in the hardest way that the burns will damage us, but we will heal.

Adapting to the sunlight has never been easy for me. My window is too big, and too many demons disguised as love have come straight through. But I can promise you that if any of this makes sense, you need to find hope somehow. Every burn will make you stronger, and every burn will make it easier to recognize love when it is real. This is my biggest problem. This is where I am. I have found it. Keeping it is what I struggle with because my fear takes the wheel and drives me down a road with empty houses – a road that no one else wants to go on, especially you. We cannot let our fear take the wheel. It’s funny because I have other things in my life that I should logically and legitimately be afraid of, but I’m afraid of my own actions that I can’t control and these feelings that I have never experienced that I can’t control either.

But all we can do when we want to take flight is fold in our wings and stand a little taller. We have a backbone, and no matter how tired or broken or scarred it may be, there will always be strength to continue. Fear cannot have strength. Only we were born with strength.

Toxic Thoughts

Maybe it’s not a perfect life
That we are after;
It’s the want for
The feeling of being problem-free
That lures us,
That deceives us towards
Toxic thoughts;

And all the while, 
Happiness is lingering near, 
His hands in pockets,
Kicking his foot softly into the dirt,
Wondering if all that shines around him
Will ever be recognized as
The kind of luxury
That we should be chasing;

Sweet Tooth Eyes

Sometimes we are so blinded by what we want
That we oversee what we deserve;
And our dessert, our creme de la creme,
Is always a gaze below,
And we will climb over this stair,
Again and again
Covered eyes, unaware,
That what we always wanted
Was always there,
And what we think we want
Never was.

Solace

There is no silence
In the pouring rain
But somehow, now,
We can begin again;
Wash down and off
Our past and pain;
Watch our heartbreaks
Swivel and collapse,
As they are sucked
Down the drain;

And as the water makes way
For this new beginning,
We will think back on the dirt
That suffocated us;
We have the ability to
Recognize rebirth through the solace,
And forget not the past,
But not let it consume us;

We Must Not Forget

We cannot let the life’s sadistic pretentiousness eat away at our conscience. Me must be cautious. We must not forget to love.