Regretfully, Yours Truly

For thoughts that are better off left unsaid.

Poetry

  • Dreamsoakers

    There is always destiny around you Around me It’s fixed around our edgesIn spaces we can’t reach Every move you make is change Every move you make is home Everything you do matters I’m outrunning a fate I haven’t made peace withI’m still looking for things I’ve abandoned in past lives Loves I don’t remember…

  • Sink

    I don’t have very many shiny things. I don’t have much of the things that should stay. And I have less of the things that I’ve loved. What I do have,What I can show you,Are inside of me. And even though I hate them,Because they represent everything I’ve never had, They are still everything I…

  • Venus & The Devil

    A Return to Personhood Right now, I’m sitting in the devil’s energy. Controlling.Compulsive. I’ve been here for months,so overwhelmed, trying to hold onto everything all at once—my past,my future,my logic,my emotions. It’s why I’m up,at 2 a.m.,at 3 a.m.,four. Because I just can’t stop writing about what’s dying. It’s a rebirth.I can feel it. All…

  • Quick Facts

    Some things you should know about me. I notice everything, even when you think I don’t. I’m quiet like that, deeply introspective.Maybe it means I care too much about you. I care a lot more than you think. I keep my thoughts to myself. I’m rational like that. I’ll never let you get the opportunity…

  • To My Younger Self

    You can’t compare a star and a mountain landscape, but both are still beautiful. Comparing the two,  pitting one against the other, makes no sense. Give people the opportunity to tell you yes before you tell yourself no.  Say no. And even if you don’t when you wanted too doesn’t mean you should despise yourself…

  • The In-Between

    You are not all faith or all savage  You are the in-between  You are the space between god and the wild  Between the merciful and the cannibal You are the in-between You are the small spaces in awkward conversations The lulls in piercing quiet You are the unspoken  Something shrouded in mystery and dimmed And…

  • Me

    You’ll be able to find me in my poems. I often share too much,  talk too loud,  and crave too openly.  You’ll find me there  stuck in the in-between  because I often tangle myself in my words. You’ll find me there,  and everything in me,  and everything that makes me me , and the things that…

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