Flightless Birds

"Please think about why you can't sleep in the evening And please don't be afraid of what your soul is really thinking."

[hereuntilgone]

The Forest

We parted ways in the forest

Swearing to leave breadcrumbs

So that we could find our way back to each other.

We said goodbye

With every good intention to keep the promise

Dreading to leave the glade

And already longing to return.

But when we finally did leave—

I left alone.

Walking amidst those shifting shadows

Hearing the voices and losing my way—

I began to forget.

I forgot why we had promised

Then I forgot why I had ever left the glade

Then I forgot that we had promised

Then I remembered—

Then I forgot the glade.

Eventually the bread crumbs trailed off—

I got hungry,

The squirrels got hungry,

Maybe God got hungry.

It was okay.

I was only dropping them out of habit

The reason long forgotten.

I knew I was heading north

But I forgot why.

Soon the journey became the destination.

The forest became my home

North became my goal

And I imagined more reasons to reach it.

I hope you’re not waiting back in the glade for me.

I’m not coming back—and I forgot why.

-V.

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[hereuntilgone]

*Inactive*

Mood, fact, feeling, or state of being?

Choice? Lack of inspiration? Growth?

Does inactive mean inconsequential? Absent? Distant?

-V.

[hereuntilgone]

For the Lord spoke thus to me with his strong hand upon me, and warned me not to walk in the way of this people, saying: “Do not call conspiracy all that this people calls conspiracy, and do not fear what they fear, nor be in dread. But the Lord of hosts, him you shall honor as holy. Let him be your fear, and let him be your dread.

Isaiah 8:11-13

[hereuntilgone]

Sunrise

She was a sunrise. To chase her He had to run as fast as he could in the opposite direction. Any hesitation or movement towards her tainted the glory and made her as unbeatable as the noonday sun. And if he stood still long enough, she would pass him by and fade into utter darkness leaving him cold and lonely with just a faint memory of what could have been. But If he ran away, he would remain in a constant state of new beginnings. A promise of great things. An unquenchable hope for the future. He didn't realize it was just because of the right place and time, 

and not because of her at all. 

She was dynamic and constantly changing but always reliable. 

It wasn't her fault that he looked to the east just as she was rising. 

Mere hours later he would curse her for her burning heat

And she would remain silent.

-V.

05.07.17

[infpisme]

[hereuntilgone]

The Sky Looks Like Dried Blood | A wound not properly bandaged. A grudge held past remembrance. A slipping of hope. A resigned desperation.

[noorshirazie]

past loves live on in the mistakes we carelessly repeat.

Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)

[vanish]

[noorshirazie]

Although we were a chapter that reached our own separate conclusions, remind me you are okay. Tell me how your day was. Send a postcard. Let us witness our growth in all its magnificence. Our friendship has the good sense not to end in bitterness.

Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)

[hereuntilgone]

Tension

I need a break before I break myself.

[wordsthat-speak]

what i never learned from my mother was that just because someone desires you does not mean they value you. desire is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.

The Color of Low Self Esteem (Nayyirah Waheed)

[awolfinmycity]

Everyone’s chest Is a living room wall With awkwardly-placed photographs Hiding fist-shaped holes.

Andrea Gibson, Class (via noorshirazie)

[neo-somaliana]

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via neo-somaliana)

[lifeinpoetry]

She wonders why girls are always made to feel like sin.

Salma Deera, “When My Sister Prays,” The Burning One (via noorshirazie)

[quotemadness]

Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.

Emery Allen (via quotemadness)

[graceless-goddess-deactivated20]

I hope you have a relationship that’s real for once and you are sure of where you are in their life. I hope you’re not a distraction or a past time or something to be used. But a love, a sweetheart, a muse. I hope you are something to somebody and that they are just as crazy about you as you are for them.

[fyp-philosophy]

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.

Lao Tzu (via fyp-philosophy)