spiritual growth
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I’ve Been Living as an Empty Shell of Who I Used to Be
Lately, I feel like my insides poured out somewhere and I forgot where I left them. Have you seen them? They’ve been missing ever since I healed some of my pain. You’d think the opposite were to be true, but actually, my insides grew strong within me when I needed…
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Crawling Back to Love: A Journey of the Heart
I’ve noticed I’ve become quite cold. I feel my heart fighting to open after having closed it for some time. I feel myself crawling back to Love. Something that’s always bothered me is my tendency to relive moments in my mind, way after they’ve happened already. Even years after. And…
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Keep the streets empty for me
There’s nothing more prevailing than the silence. Biting of the lips until they bleed dripping on unknown territory. It doesn’t matter what you tell me anymore I’ve lost myself to the night. At this point I’ll never tell you my purpose for I don’t know. I have always been in…
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Setting my life ablaze one day at a time
How dare I show my face here; how dare I show my face anywhere. Digging myself into a hole I may never get out of—voluntarily. My life has always been one of search and exploration; now it’s become one of craving and romanticism. I told my mom the other day…
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In the early light
the rain quenches a long parched soil. Pain awoke me more than once through the night and I somehow still managed to bring myself to the day. I imagine this being a slow one. One of comfort and pace. Wherever you are may not feel the same but that of…