“Because I found the strength to do the things I believe in, and the will to stop doing the things I don t believe in. So I have discovered what it means, to be at peace.”
“Poems are invisible flowers on my skin.”
“we are all like poems. some of us rhyme. some don’t. some are Pulitzer prizes some are just scribbles and yet, we all possess a special kind of beauty that can either heal or cut to the bone one that can never quite be fathomed, nor forgotten.”
“Through windows, in wishing wells, whispering in the wind... that s where I find you.”
“In that wounded place, buried between my ribs and letting go, I miss you.”
“I die a little, In the echo of your silence.”
“and everyone wants to read the poem we’re afraid to write.”
“Bridge burned from end to end, and I don t miss you anymore. You delivered silence I ve birthed freedom.”
“I can t love anymore. Except for you... I love you so much it hurts to breathe.”
“I was just an option. Blown easily to pieces and offered to the sky by the sweet laced pain upon your lips.”
“You are the poem that sticks in my throat teaching me to whisper with the voice of my heart.”
“Fear is a hurdle that stops the expression”
“Broken. As I search for hope, In the same eyes I lost it.”
“Steep fall to the ground shattering like clay pigeons missed by bad shots and unsteady hands.”
“I build boxes and place them at your feet, to measure the distance between dreams and reality.”
“I ve never seen beauty so devastating as in the lines that trace our hope and fall from the stars.”
“I balance you on the end of my pen. Teetering between love and letting go.”