Sitting on the beach, I fear the waves will grow too large.
The gap between this island and the ocean is great
The boredom of being, we all find our lives boring but others.
Every footstep in your life is a page in a book, and you are the pen.
You flip carelessly through your own book, but others reread it countlessly.
Be yourself, express your truth. Kind people will want you to be you.
Don’t deceive yourself with failure, whenever that cattle dies it still exists
That cattle becomes the next step on the staircase you’re building.
Love can bend how we see things, it can burn old pages, it can be a bad piece of wood
Love is a risk we all take. Finding The One is usually a dream.
“Lower your standards” “increase your standards” phrases that are always an insult.
Be yourself is all you have to be, and those that accept you are real.
Being a fake person to please others is such a sad thing, don’t you think?
How tiring does it get, being someone you aren’t? Happiness isn’t for the few
I gazed into the space between me and the ocean and found myself drifting, I found that there was a void often ignored. I wish I knew how people could cross this gap so easily.
I don’t need to know. I am a romantic drifting about in this house in my mind.
I have stared at the clock above the fireplace for so long, and I still don’t know the time.
I find that I wasn’t looking at the ocean just now, but I was looking at time itself, unable to read it.
The ocean to my left, I realized to cross the sea is no longer my path, but to become a master of my own time. I have struggled for days and days, but that clock never changed. After those days I decided I wanted to take a nap in water, I never knew why I wanted to but I couldn’t stop that urge. I couldn't stop myself from studying the gap till eventually it became so thin a toothpick could cross the distance, and yet I, how I focused too much in that void, I have learnt to master my time with time.
“Venture far and wide, the sun falls in time” words from my father.
To open windows only allows others to see more of something, while opening a door allows understanding. Through a door you can venture, through a window you can only gaze.
Be a challenger, be the version of you that takes chances. Don’t ever give up,
I have and I regret it so much.
You can close my windows but the door is mine, you can keep things from me but I will speak.
Through the door people travel, through the mouth poems speak. There is no difference between a poet and poem, they are the same thing. I exited the house for the first time today.
I have finally found the sun, dancing in the sky with the moon I last remember. I am not alone.
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