#im moving forward

[saltgrave-prose-poetry]

New Year

Words spill over me:

Sound waves from a year ago

About murders from decades ago.

I sit crying on the floor,

Admonishing myself

For calmly relaying my problems to you.

You prove you don’t listen,

No matter how calm and gentle and understanding

I am.

You all take advantage of me.

I get it.

You’re all traumatized.

Here’s my lament;

I can’t compromise on wanting better;

On expecting… better.

There is more to life than:

Cleaning others messes,

Ignoring remarks that make my skin crawl,

Psychoanalyzing myself on the cold kitchen tile,

Begging the universe or Creator for answers,

Placing good hope and care into things that will be broken,

Dreaming of more and not moving forward.

I cannot survive this way

Unless I turn off every part of me that matters.

I won’t do that anymore.

I will say things kindly,

Kinder than I ever have,

But prepare for me to never shut up.

The bar is raised.

Meet me up there

Or be left behind.

This time next year,

I won’t be silencing my sorrow

Alone on the ground again.

I am growing.

I don’t need to wait for you,

Despite my great desire that we all stretch towards the sun.

I hope you all face forward with me.

I hope you are a little more observant.

I hope you find more motivation.

I mostly hope you are more careful

Of not letting your rotting roots

Choke out the healthy ones I am desperately reaching out with.

- Shae Saltgrave

[spacecookiesaremadebetter]

From the bottom of my heart, I am very sorry for how slow I've been with writing and drawing (especially sorry to those who won the raffle). I have some stuff going on, mostly in preparation for school and all the stuff ive put aside. Not to mention my overwhelming insecurities for what I make.

Luckily I'm super funny

[twink-on-the-brink]

there she goes

[girlrose]

it really took a lot from me but i called a psychiatrist office today!!!!!!!

[jebbyfwish]

To think that my love, my everything, meant so little in the end

[four-gods-in-a-trenchcoat]

I just want to feel your hands on my body.

What a strange way to think

Just a couple years ago

The thought of someone touching me made me sick.

He made me worry with every move I made,

I learned to hide just how much I was afraid.

Did I really want to?

Or was I just too scared to say no?

But with you,

life is softer, warmer,

I've never been afraid with you.

His influences still remain despite all I've tried;

It takes me 7 minutes to respond to your text

Because I agonize over every letter.

I want to forget about him, forget what he made me become.

I need to remember this,

These moments right now.

I just want to feel your hands on my body.

[aaelfohto]

•ive lived a kinda luxurious lonely life so far, although ive attracted and gained certain connections, relationships and friendships along my days. im still learning to treasure my being and my alone time. lately ive been feeling purple; this reflects in my bus rides, my early mornings, my workday. it's amazing and very teaching. in my loneliness i feel many spectrums... i feel royal, hope, transformation, overwhelming sadness from the wiser memories... its amazing and affirmative that my circumstances are changing, shifting in my favor•

[r7d-blog]

Keep moving forward .