3 A.M. {poetry}
It’s 3 a.m., you have to go
and I don’t want to say goodbye
But I force a smile and kiss you
because for once I want to try
Browsing Tag:
goodbye
Dancing Across Loneliness: The End of Beginnings and the Hope of Goodbye.
In the buttery, iron taste of the aftermath, food will not fill me. A pill will not clear me of this, and sleep does not always lend itself to rest. The frothing surface of lingering promises shields the unknown sediment, sinking below. Every lie we tell ourselves haunts me, ripping apart my heart.
Say Goodbye And Let Go.
I’ve always been one to believe that when someone truly means something to you, you fight for them no matter what. It’s irrelevant what they do, how they treat you, or what you go though… you put on your big girl pants and learn to forgive. I’ve never been one to give up on those I love, ...
Coyote. {poetry}
tried to walk it off
... tried to shake you off
the memories won't change
but people do
and when they do, they just seem
so strange
Remember When Everything Felt Like The End Of The World? Well, It’s Still Here, But Different.
What feels different now is that I’ve given myself permission to honor that feeling while attempting to remember that something else is being made within that moment of unmaking.
Living In Dog Years: The Gift Of Saying Goodbye.
This is the final gift Baxter has given me. The gift of letting go. It’s not a gift I wanted to find or was ready to find. But leave it to a dog to take me to the abyss and lead me out with a reaffirmation of love and loyalty.
No Goodbye: Bearing Grief.
In a strange and surreal way, the unexpected and traumatic loss of my child by suicide disintegrated my core sense of who I thought I was. The hope that I held was ripped away forever. Quietly and insidiously, trauma explodes the mind and greatly intensifies emotions. Trauma stimulates, ...
Show Me How To Be Brave.
I have lived long enough now to know that bravery isn’t always easy, and courage is something we cannot always contain.