Quote of the day 

“Words can be twisted into any shape. 

Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. 

In the final analysis, words mean nothing. 

They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our puny little brains around their underlying natures, 

when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. 

The wisest man is the silent one. 

Examine his actions. 

Judge him by them.”

~Karen Marie Moning

Cemetery

I like to go to the cemetery,

To talk with the people the world forgot.

To tell my stories & to listen to theirs.

Sure, you’ll find some of the world’s best listeners there,

But, when it comes to talking they’re an awfully shy bunch.

It’s an eerie place. 

But, the dead are always there to soothe away my fears. 

& I find some strange comfort being there. 

It’s like I’m finally home;

Cuz like them,

the world has forgotten me too. 

Just leave aside the breathing part,

& you’ll find

inside I’m just as dead as they are.

Or maybe I’m already dead,

& I just don’t know it yet.

Maybe I’m just here to fool the living;

To con the life.

I know most of us are.

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Truth

She said, “I think we should take a break.”

Ahh! The familiar pain stirs awake in my chest again.

“Why? I have always put you first. You’re the only reason I live. Then why?”

“That’s exactly…” She sounded exhausted & exasperated. 

“…Put yourself first! Go after your dreams & let me pursue mine. 

I want someone to live with me, not for me. 

This merging of identities, only takes away the space we need to breath. Get it?”

I got it alright. 

I thought I was being selfless, but I was selfish for keeping my best possible self from her. 

And I’m thankful to her for telling me the truth I needed to be told.

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