So they say time heals all wounds… does it, really? I know it – yes, time definitely stops the tears from running down my face, dries the tears on my cheeks. Even if I sleep with tear stains I’m bound to be up the next morning, wondering what I was even crying about, wondering what… Continue reading Time Heals All Wounds
Sometimes everything I feel is slow, in soft but consistent waves, like a blanket heavy on my shoulders, something that stays put and won’t go away. Other times it rushes in and hits me in pangs, strikes me like gunshots and I can’t help but cry, I can’t stop crying because sadness is so abundant,… Continue reading an endless sadness, it becomes so warm when i’m with you
Tonight it feels like everything has already ended — the problem is that it hasn’t. Tonight I’m keeping myself awake, deep into all hours of the night, drowning in every lasting minute I have left before the sun comes up. Tonight I’ll do everything in my power to keep tomorrow from happening… which, admittedly and… Continue reading Goodbyes
Everything right now just feels beautiful. Continuity now flows instead of dragging on; every second is precious and hopeful and not filled with anxiety for the future to come; rather, I look to the future as a present even more of a gift than what I’m experiencing this moment, I see more opportunities to seize.… Continue reading It only gets better from here.
The sky tonight seems not too far off. Tonight it looks like a soft, velvety blanket, deep blue and covering the space around our small house to shield us from harm. Tonight that blanket is sprinkled with tiny pinches of silver glitter, each one sparkling next to the radiant beams of a stunning crescent moon.… Continue reading Night
To those who feel lost concerning their life’s pathway, doubt in oneself is a major component holding them back from reaching their full potential. It is true that doubt allows someone to step back, think, and figure out how to work out an issue — however, what allows them to truly progress forward is the… Continue reading On Certainty and Doubt
Just as long as I move, I’ll be okay. It doesn’t matter what steps I take or where. I just have to keep moving forward; I’ll find my way out eventually. It’s too soon to lose hope. An older version of me would have hesitated, have stowed herself away, shrunk herself into something tiny, something… Continue reading Drink Me – Alice on Hesitation