I don’t like to think of forever in the moments when I’m sad for fear that I’ll always feel this way. I know I’m not perfect and that perfection is a construct but I’m beginning to think peace is too. My sadness is not chaos, it’s silent. So quiet you can barely feel it’s presence. … Continue reading stuck in contraction.
Author: B.K Laurel
unplug before she goes too far.
If it were up to me, my car would die from just sitting in the driveway and the couch would have my name crocheted into its cushions with its own little pantry of snacks and the TV looped with marathons of House or Frasier or How to Get Away with Murder. Money Heist or Prison … Continue reading unplug before she goes too far.
22.
before i forget to leave my mark, i was here.
mother’s breath.
Like a flower, you bloom; small, but strong - one kick and my world changes - one breath and we become one // you exist, and I begin again - a newfound seed buried in the soil that is your garden Grow baby, grow One day, you will have a field to sleep in where … Continue reading mother’s breath.
moonlight loneliness.
It’s nights like these that I wish we prayed together..
finding home.
Humans were made for love; it consumes us. It drives us, motivates us, dictates us, manipulates us. It is the synonym for gravitational pull — it pulls us without our control. Love is a craving so strong we cannot live without satisfying; we need it. It is in our nature to believe there is someone … Continue reading finding home.
my preface.
I walk in the path of the sun; it guides me. A new day begins and there is hope in my heart. The past is fleeting; like the wind, it leaves me behind. And for a moment, I break. Brace my heart for impact — I’m alone, once again. Floating away from the sea of … Continue reading my preface.
they say love isn’t enough, but let’s pretend that it is.
I don't know if you still love me, but I find it in my heart we're worth a second try.
drop an angel from the sky, god.
What can I do to bring you back? How is it after all this time I still feel the same way.. after all these years and all these fights.. How is it that I know we’re not perfect but I swear we’re worth it? What can I do to bring you back? Don’t leave, please.. … Continue reading drop an angel from the sky, god.