I am no diplomat; I am neither prince nor king, I am neither princess nor queen. Please do not bestow me with titles I am unqualified to weild-- I am your belovéd, not a political figurehead.
The wind grows cooler, ushering the coming changes; the leaves become flickering flames of reds, yellows, and oranges while the grass fades from brilliant green to a muted tan, tell-tale signs that autumn has arrived.
I sit alone within myself, taking stock of all the things I deem broken and useless. Too often I seek to destroy everything that makes me unique; I know my imperfections are mine, they are Me, but I can't help but wonder sometimes: What if they didn't exist? And each time a small voice huddled … Continue reading Imperfections
I know you. I know the true you, and still I continue to be shocked at the depths you'll reach to achieve some sense of self-righteous power. via Daily Prompt: Continue
Sometimes the smallest accomplishments are the ones most deserving of pride.
I left and you never blinked; life went on and I realized I was a better person without you.
When sadness surpasses joy, When pain prevails over pleasure, When regrets exceed fond memories, When destruction dominates construction, When name-calling eclipses friendly banter, When others show you contempt and disrespect, You are permitted to walk away.