I press my bitten nails into my palms
As she speaks, as to not betray
The fact I am two milimeters
From breaking down completely.
I wish I wasn't so emotional,
And I could interpret situations
Without my heart racing
Or my mouth being dry
I have this innate need
To know everything
And to act on it:
Compartmentalizing my life.
I'm preparing for the worst:
Why can't I ever be an optimist
And not an overthinking realist
Ready to catch my fall already.
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...
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There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
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The humble drops of water Fall from the furthest reach Onto modern art in the garden: Flushing the angles of the sculpture Of the gum wr...
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When I said I'm scared that was an understatement. When I'm too blind to see things when they happen And too used to second chance...
