That the way light bounces off your skin has nothing to do with who you are.
That smokers believe they need to die a little, just to go outside.
That art has always hated the frame you put it in and would lash out, kicking and screaming in the streets, if you gave it half a chance.
That the way lovers touch can not be communicated in words, no matter how often or how hard you try.
That your body fights your mind and your mind fights your soul and your soul fights the world, to try and figure out what you are.
That sometimes, you're just tired.
That's all.
The most useful list I've read.
ReplyDeleteI never thought it could be, but your writings are becoming even better. I love this one.
ReplyDeleteThe most truthful entry I've read so far. Hit quite close to home, as well. Thank you.
ReplyDelete"That art has always hated the frame you put it in"
ReplyDelete:D
that is truth .... my mother put a horrible frame to one picture I made ... buff ... if I was that picture I will scape somewhere else lol (and I know `others´ on the house feel the same)
Captures so much of what I'm struggling with about us today.
ReplyDeleteI love you. Expansive. Prolific. Fragmented. Beautiful. Delicious, Frightening. Outrageous. Everywhere. Nowhere.
No wonder you're tired.
There's no glass between us in the center.
ReplyDeleteTouch me there.
I am always just tired. Just utterly exhausted by a battle that I feel should have been won years ago. Are we ever really not tired?
ReplyDeleteYour reflection has everything to do with you. I use sunblock. I'm no longer a smoker, nothing beats fresh air if you can dodge the smog and smokers who think just because they need to die a little so does everyone else. I don't place art in frames, I'm open to accepting all forms of expressionism. We don't need words. I already know what I am. Everything is in the right place, there is no one left to fight. Exhausted. Me.
ReplyDeletePeople like us? Well, no.... We tend to exhaust ourselves. Hang in there. Try not to fight & overthink things too much; I'll do the same. ox
ReplyDelete"That your body fights your mind and your mind fights your soul and your soul fights the world, to try and figure out what you are." << Very true.
ReplyDeleteA continuous battle, no matter how older or wiser.
Could not be more on point. x
ReplyDeleteI can't be your keeper. Fall asleep.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing. I needed this today. Everything I have been thinking and feeling is here. I go to you when I feel anything at all and you have written something for me and it's always, just what I need.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing. I needed this today. Everything I have been thinking and feeling is here. I go to you when I feel anything at all and you have written something for me and it's always, just what I need.
ReplyDeletesometimes your tired and that's all.
ReplyDeleteJust tired...
Tired....
When you are feeling exhausted from these so called battles of life, you need to stop...close your eyes, take a deep breath and bask in the basic glory of life...
ReplyDeleteBroken
I am tired all the time. Tired of so many things, of broken hearts, of hopes that end in nothing, of an existence that stopped being a life a long time ago, of wishing/dreaming when nothing never comes true ...
ReplyDelete....I'm gonna go ahead and be the black sheep and say some of these posts recently are getting more and more purple-prosey/adolescent-angsty-and-senseless, and less poetically brilliant.
ReplyDeleteI put it there because that is where I need it,
ReplyDeletein that stupid, ugly frame,
to remind me it wants to run wild kicking and screaming,
to remind me of everything or at least something that wants to lash out of me.
So I could let it out,
So I would remember,
So I wouldn't be sorry...
I don't fight myself because I know who I am. For you, I'd take on the entire world no matter how tired I was. Me.
ReplyDeleteThis is exactly how I feel. How did you know?
ReplyDeleteI remember a time and a place when I needed you to carry me, when I was tired of being tired, when I clung to every word you wrote to live a little more. I've rested; now, its my turn to carry you.
ReplyDeleteOh good. Because now I am too tired.
ReplyDeleteHow could you....? :(
You are amazing is so many ways. Don't ever let anyone make you feel otherwise
ReplyDeleteSincerely,
Girl In Awe
thx for sharing.. It's hurtful when you can't be heard about your feelings or being understand by others..
ReplyDelete"Trouble is I’m so exhausted
ReplyDeleteThe plot, you see, I think I’ve lost it. I need the grace to find what can’t be found." (LD)
I am tired
ReplyDeleteso I lay back down
I'm in your bed now
I drift back to last night fireworks
how wonderful it is to see
such a display while kissing thee
I want to spend my time with you for no other reason than
I love you
I am tired
ReplyDeleteso I lay back down
I'm in your bed now
I drift back to last night fireworks
how wonderful it is to see
such a display while kissing thee
I want to spend my time with you for no other reason than
I love you