Time Well Spent

There’s so much that makes me cry, but there’s also so much that makes me laugh. We are bodies of wonder that have the power to hold so much goodness and light. Oftentimes though, we get sidetracked by life and the several obstacles it hurls our way. But when you think about how they come…

blurred state of mind

Do you ever wonder what we could have been? If we were two different souls, though I’ve grown far too introspective to let myself think we were good together. Ruminations and such running through my mind Keeping me trapped in the nightmares that refuse to let me sleep. Such a tranquil state lost on my…

this hole in me

part of me is missing maybe you know where it is? every morning i wake up knowing it’s another day feeling lost that it is another day another day another night i go to bed knowing that my morning my next day will bring more of the same & i want to scream sometimes i…

Guard Demons

All my old demons are scratching at the door, The loyal guard dogs I can’t seem to lose, They’re begging for treats ‘cause they’ve been so good, I can count on them to remember the same dark roads. There’s alcohol in my closet and on my tongue again, A half empty bottle hidden in one…

Set Him Free

i lead him, hands intertwined, to the lake, tell him to drink, that he’ll be happy once more. but he won’t, self-hatred and self-destruction is as much an addiction, as pills washed down by dark liquor. addictions blur the already hazy lines, is this a craving or is this a need? will our hearts stop…

hurting

you can’t put your pain in front of someone else’s happiness you can’t let your own darkness eclipse everyone else’s light you can’t because who are you then? you are the monster you fear the most. taking what has hurt you & hurting others with it.   © quixotic mama 2018 for more of my…

Letter to My Former Lover

I’m not the bird in the cage, Always flying, flying, flying, My feathers burned right off, And yet I keep going higher, Determination stronger than gravity, I’ll never be a goddess but I can try, Because I refuse to be mortal. My blood isn’t sugar or spice, And I’m not the least bit nice, My…