I miss the days when I woke up to pink and orange skies; sun beaming in my eyes — couldn’t fall back asleep even if I tried,
That’s okay, I liked it.
And I like to believe it was simpler then; when bills were my friends — on-time payments again and again, I felt strong because I could pay them,
now, we’re enemies — spent too much on luxuries; quick fixing remedies, sign said “HAPPINESS GUARANTEED …”
Don’t blame me… I’m trying.
Such innocence, such youth — such a pain to know the truth — life’s a pottery class and we’re the clay and everything we are is because someone shaped us this way.
We’ve been shaped this way…
And now I wake as the sun sets, pour my coffee with what little I have left, and try to live another day.
I’m trying. This life, it’s not easy; certainly, you must believe me.
I promise, I’m trying.
Published by B.K Laurel
As it says in my tagline: I'm just a writer writing about love because that's what all the cool kids are falling into these days. However, the type of love I write about is based more on the likeliness of modern day heartbreak. I originally started this blog as an outlet for therapy. I believe writing soothes the mind and allows us to express our feelings, which is exactly what I do here -- but in the form of poetry and spoken word pieces. I began writing in 2016 and I like to think the content I put out is relatable and hard-hitting since there's nothing new under the sun. You'll come to find I struggle a lot but without struggles, there is no growth, and believe me, I am growing.
Slowly, I am working towards publishing my own works. Gallimaufry (one of the categories here on my blog) is one of them. I'm also in the process of writing, "war & peace", "where two hearts unify as one", & "i sold my heart to buy yours".
Until then, feel free to linger around and read a few of my pieces; if you like what you see, be sure to hit the follow button at the bottom of my page to keep up with my posts and like & comment as you wish!
Other than that, thank you for reading my About Me page!
I'll be seeing you,
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