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Rest In Peace

I feel most comfortable when I’m sad Because to some extent, it's peaceful Staring blankly into space Consumed by nothing short of emptiness Lacking appetite Losing hope Surrounded by complete and utter silence Just the way I like it Peaceful And sure they say sadness is temporary But happiness is too Sadness just signs a… Continue reading Rest In Peace

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Conflicted, lost, but trying.

Sometimes I don't understand why I always try to do things the right way. Especially when they don't feel right to me. But I like to think it's because I want to make other people happy. To me, the right way is their way. Never my way. Because my right is wrong. And my wrong… Continue reading Conflicted, lost, but trying.

Dear Jehovah,

Dear Jehovah,

Guide me to him; pave me a route to follow where he ends up at the end of it. A yellow brick road through the woods, a sleepy meadow, and a wicked castle where I'll fight for my life just to make it home. Because there's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. Close my eyes and click my heels three times and when I open them, let him be there. Jehovah, let him be my home.

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a messy poem.

One day I want to drown in Pinterest recipes and YouTube tutorials. Read my kids the story of the little engine that could. Tell my husband I love him before bed and that I love him more the next morning. Visit my mother on Sunday’s but not without a trip to Baskin Robbins first. Chocolate… Continue reading a messy poem.

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Seven-day recall.

Monday.I went to Disneyland with my family and you started school. I can only imagine what you must be feeling right now. Excitement, fear, anxiety, doubt. But I'll have you know there's not an ounce of doubt in my body. You are going to do great things and I support you. A thousand times over.Have… Continue reading Seven-day recall.

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Journal Entry #34

28 JUNE 2018 8:30 pm; Thursday. Brooke. I think I love someone. But it might be infatuation  So right now I'll just stay quiet For I don't want to scare him. But I think I might just love him. A little more than the last, And maybe more than I've ever, But right now I'll… Continue reading Journal Entry #34

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what is love if it’s not genuine?

His favorite artist became his second when he met me, and I hope for my own benefit that he still thinks of me that way even though we are long past meeting. And long past loving. Separation and time really makes you wonder what parts of the relationship was truly genuine and which parts were… Continue reading what is love if it’s not genuine?