When You Cannot Feel It

When you cannot feel it,
you cannot feel it.
When you cannot see it,
you cannot see it.
Everything looks the same.
And no matter what you read or see,
or how you try to make it make sense,
it doesn’t.
Even when you know it should make sense,
it doesn’t.

As You Judge Them Not

You are everything you dream about and everything you hope for. You are, yourself, an embodiment of all that you pray for and everything that you fantasize about. In every thought, every dream, and every word spoken by you, you are stepping past yourself as you wander in search of that which you are. Stop searching.

Sadness Addiction

We become addicted to our sadness because it makes us feel alive in a world where we feel dead inside.Feeling anything is better than feeling nothing.
We become addicted to our sadness because pain is beautiful.
There is no pain without passion and no heartbreak without love.
Our shared pain connects us and our compassion holds us together.

Astraea

If you love me, love me for no reason. 
Love me without explanation and with no conditions.
Love me the way I am, without expectations.

The Screaming Inside of Us

Eventually, no amount of music will be able to drown out the spirit screaming inside of us. Eventually, no amount of solitude will numb us from our world.

Life is a Grand Story

Life is a grand story
and you are the author.
You decide what 
kind of story
you wish to write.

All Is One

Darkness is light

Lightness is dark

The blackest of ash

Begins with a spark

Wounded Soul

There is a bizarrely familiar and anesthetizing comfort lurking deep inside the sadness and discomfort of a wounded soul; that begs the heart to surrender to its paralyzing grip. The life-piercing pick of maddening malevolence, strums the broken strings of a tattered heart as consciousness begins to evanesce and slip.

Darkness and Light

I am grateful for darkness; it really helps me appreciate the light. I close my eyes and imagine what it would be like if I could never open them again. I consider how it might feel to have once had the vision to view all of the majestic beauty in the world and then suddenly be struck blind.

Eremophobia — An inability to Bear Living in One’s Own Skin

You make our friends and family
Put poison in their veins
You tell us we should give up cuz we’ll never be the same